march

A Poem by sea lily

my hems gather street-crumbs,
they're strewn across my floor
and spring sun cannot scatter
the thoughts waiting at my door.
houseplant sitting stagnant in a corner
clouds pressing nearer to the ground
my heart becoming more remote
his voice the only sound.

© 2009 sea lily

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Added on March 26, 2009

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sea lily

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