Valentine Calas Poem by Dizzy Darling

Valentine Calas



The sky wore black
like a burnt out bulb;
silence, DOA lullaby.
a tidal wave of drums.
Leaves, birds, confetti
wiring exposed
to shards of rain,
Rooftops echo ilke a canyon rattle
and the streetlamps hang
from the young ladies eyes

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