Across the Street
A poet sits on his silence
Writing naked poems
To seduce the land
At a hundred feet
His shadow turns
Against him
A strong wind came
From nowhere
Brought his smile
Close to a bird’s nest
What makes you think
Those verses are real?
Live your life
As your truth is design.
Copyright © Anderson Dovilas | Year Posted 2013
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