Monday, July 15, 2013

(unfinished) by Kumiko Mae





It is humming
your name with a high
pitched voice
like a leader
of an angelic choir.
It sounds like death
whispering hello
on a bright sunny day
just when you thought
it was perfect.
It goes on and on
this vibrato of souls
clenching on the hope
of rebirth.

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