three ante meridiem

Posted: April 5, 2017 in Uncategorized, writings
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image: pinterest

stoic night of blazing venus
silent canvas to

montage of sounds
bracketed by walls.

rough-hewn barks
approaching heightening disappearing

susurrus leaves,
winter’s children now dead

eye flutter, jagged breath
deep. even. slow.

toward oblivion i drift.

© Anuradha Prasad, 2017

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