Friday, July 30, 2010

Crack ...


A crack on earth’s chest
gaping open
,
allowing the hot fumes of fury

surge up.


Like puss oozing out from a wound,
raw,
gawking,
flinging out rotten dejected memories
from a fatigued body.

A heart, slit

and an ugly visible gash;

a hope, torn
and the stench of dead dreams;

tossing away permanence
that keeps changing every second.

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