Sunday, August 22, 2010

Exaggeration

3 funny purple dots
on my forearm
edges are red;
In a straight line
at equal distance
I am diseased
and they emerge
in strange patterns
now and then


Let me play my drums
with extraordinary beauty
before I cry in pain
before I fall faint
before I smile to death

Shringi
August 22, 2010

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