Light And Bricks Poem by Sharron Stephenson

Light And Bricks



A light shines through the bottom of a eye that,
Opens with a pill of glass. The coldness of a wave,
Of torment. The morning wind signals that the night,
Of peace has fell apart to the borders of sins and.
Paint.
The dreams of white and flowers has changed into,
Black and bricks.

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