Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Wild at heart

Migrane uses a thin thread to pull my nerves persistently
Coughing without having a cold
Cloudy sky
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The warm familar voice asks me "Are you well?" over the phone
My eyes are filled with tears instead of saying "Yes."
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Had a hot cup of tea to calm my wild heart down
Uncontrolled memories shaped like the fresh blood
shed through my nose
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posted by Mari Kim

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