Friday, March 18, 2011

Outside a Kebap Shop.

The tomatoes looked
like February,
last remnants of
colors past.
Reflections of
glistening promises
in eyes so aware
of their emptiness.
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1 comment:

  1. JW_Firth21:36

    Nice poem, I like the idea that they "looked like February".
    Keep them coming!

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