My EyeA Poem by Caesar SpadeA short poem
A drop of water
can reflect an entire night sky. A 3 minute song can tell a 80 year life. Older and older my eye passes time. Older and older the sea battles the soil. Endlessly. Mafias of women strangle Cartels of men print fake money. Older and older. My eye blinks. Gone.
© 2011 Caesar Spade |
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