Tapioca pudding

Tapioca pudding

A Poem by Cheavel DeLuna

Cold water runs.

Words spill out.

Misspelled,

wrong.

 

Curious.

Do you understand it?

Resonance.

 

Harmony in the air.

It floats and quivers.

Reaching my ears.

Broken notes.

Shatter,

tear.

 

Listen.

Drink it up.

 

The music fulls your body.

Opens your mouth.

Words flow out.

Divided,

lost.

 

Shiver, dear cricket,

you are ghost.

© 2010 Cheavel DeLuna


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Cheavel DeLuna
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