Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Autumnal Valentine

Incompleteness fills the world
the yet-to-be-finished
the left undone
never to be solved
the silence never heard yet
despite the endless listening
which creates the kind
of mood the streets are laid in
like gems and glued down
with colorful banners
on agile trees
so obvious it’s still a child
who draws the world
as if on large sheets
of brown butcher paper
taped up around a room

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