It Could Be Something Poem by Manonton Dalan

It Could Be Something



i wake up i forgot
who i am, i look at...
i can't see anything
or connection ever
plants are colorless
people walk in silence

my feet swift to a fly
i sit alone by pond
i throw stone but it
didn't ripple a bit
i am thirsty, my throat dry
i feel pillow on my head

Saturday, October 15, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: plants
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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