A comma

Jan 3, 2011 by

A comma

No sense in a flower

withered blush

paled  mascara

streamed down a cheek

slackened from the smile’s


no sense in paths

threaded talks

engaged in wine

sipped kisses

slipped words

cast on the air

denied happiness

devoured with

ungrateful zest

No sense in a line

broken a comma

forgotten in a  life

hastened a dot

put at the end

of the chaos



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