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Black Cloud

BLACK CLOUD Mourvédre* cluster overhead weight of Everest capped on nerves suppresses colors squeezes eyeballs behind dark sunglasses lightening drills through temples attempts to prop up one’s globular head with isometric fingers grape stains on cheeks relieve pitch of crystal shattering the oppression kaleidoscopic relief 10/15/2017 *Mourvédre - (mohr-ved-ra) - dark red grapes

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Date: 10/15/2017 7:58:00 PM
The poem feels a bit sad--perhaps as intended--!!
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/15/2017 8:07:00 PM
Someone said they had a black cloud over their head, thus came this poem.
Date: 10/15/2017 5:10:00 PM
Depression is a terrible thing, I love the imagery you use here.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 10/15/2017 6:32:00 PM
Thanks, Arthur!

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