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Closing Eyes

CLOSING EYES

Closing of eyes
Dark room heave a sigh
Hinges cry in pain 
In hot sun
Flowering shrubs fried
Like popcorn
White ants performing route march 
To impose invasion
They march crushing house
And now our home
Strange totems of funerals
Our blood as thick as gruel
Anticoagulants
Aspirins and sleeping dopes 
Wearied by 'comprises'
Nauseating molestation
Minor collisions and more
Mountains groan
Lightnings set ablaze
Thunder grunts

Close your your eyes
"Cause you're not used to......."
Catastrophes of common life.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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