21 March 2015

Cold coffee

This is a sample poem from my second book "Chosen vanities"

Dark dark dark dark
evening morning dusk day
all covered in blankets
to muffle the cries
and alarms in the dark
leaving no time for dreams
although dreams will be dark today

Cold coffee
left to go cold
left to grow old
to lie forgotten

Please wait until I've gone
before you kill me

(c) Edward Rhodes (2013)

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