Tuesday, October 2, 2012

The Bag That Let Me Down ..The Fate of a Painted Clown


feet burnt
black and brown
a turban as a crown
searching for a memory
card that turned my
world upside down
a cosmic circle of
pain going round
round silently
without sound
oxymoron oscillations
beat my head and pound
nostalgic neurosis
on the rebound
chained manacled
a beggar poet
Prometheus bound

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