Colds Poem by RIC BASTASA

Colds



clouds
gather in your eyes
dark and heavy
and soon
enough
sticky flood comes out
from the holes of your
nose.

Thursday, May 6, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: flood,clouds
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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