Break Poem by Louisa Dai
Break
I dropp my heavy footsteps into a bar.
Cool air pierces my weary bone.
Ice cream is melting
To quench my thirst scorching.
I watch the road-passers baked by sun.
Their hasty paces beat a heavy metal song
And echo the screams of apple and pineapple.
I sip clearness of fruit as drug pill.
Like in the presser a fresh apple,
I come out of bar to be thawed
In the hustling-bustling road.
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4/26/2024 11:19:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I sip clearness of fruit as drug pill. Like in the presser a fresh apple, ....v. good imagination.. carefully worded poem.......10