Paper Empire
Poetry that aches, laughs, and above all, wants to be heard.
Saturday, 27 October 2012
our hearts.
irreverent and impossible.
fragile clumps of ash.
with each touch
dim traces of residue are removed.
the heart
aches to be blown away.
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