A Postcard
you send me sentences
through a postcard
of orange fruit color
(like day turn to be dark?)
“i bought a pair of new shirt
dimmed brown-yellow”
(like rain wants to fall down?)
you didn’t ask me
i’m well or not
you didn’t say miss me
you didn’t expect reply
(like story in the end?)
Copyright © Aan Mansyur | Year Posted 2007
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