Argument Poem by Leslie Philibert

Argument



a trail of scurry
as if martins
had flown through the house

voices
pushallthewordstogether
you swing

lampshades
and make it all

film noir

shouts from a
mouth of cloth

so when you are
as empty as a grail
but have no space

you understand
there is no sense
without passion.

Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain
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