Lieu Poem by Leon Moon
Lieu
A deep breath lost. Forever.
Loyalists terminalise particularism,
A boring prophecy of farce insues;
A neon smudge of sulphur
Epitomises the sickliness
Of loving congruence in one another,
We melt our reflections in the wind
And as we lose eachother,
I in your glass eye,
Now a skipping stone transfixition,
We spread our vile humour
- All Over;
Thursday, May 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely
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