Sunday, March 30, 2014

Tragic Valentine

The tragedy is easy it’s
the comedy that’s hard
but both happen regularly
here in my small backyard
I speak figuratively
as a writer should always try
to dress his dirt with flowers
and lay bare the sky
with long passionate hours
gazing at the sun and moon
why don’t we get a room
I ask you stranger
when is love not in danger
what is more imminent than doom

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