Monday, 2 September 2013

Lurking Calamity





A fledgling tree



with two new leaves



shoots upward



with its dreams,



but a spade, crushed everything



without any mourning or regret.



You never know



About a lurking knife, spade or pick axe



to serrate life, to smithereens.

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