Dialogue
Brush strokes paint angst:
Ink running out;
Tell on dry banks,
Touting vain shouts;
End game in sight,
Restless woes sling.
Dead to the light,
Ideas miss spring;
Alarm bells scream,
Leap out of dread;
Opt then sour cream,
Glance at the dead;
Urgent our woes,
Etch overflow!
Leon Enriquez
11 October 2014
Singapore
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