Saturday, January 17, 2015

Her

Asleep and afloat
On the cotton dreams,
She wakes me up.
I ignore her murmur. 
Through the pinewoods
I follow the wind to somewhere ,
She alarm me.
I curse and fly.
In the morning she screamed again
I choked her with my pillow
Till she went silent.
I woke up looking at my colourless roof,
She murmured again.
Battery was low
I plugged her to be with me again.

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