13 august 2017
Fastening
Identity ravaged in snow dust;
now I am writing my name
in water.
It was not my time,
not yours. We play like
saddened kids today -
under wounds of stars.
I beseech the sky to wash
the tainted roses.
Where do I go now, to find
the stolen kisses of moon -
after I was sick of hot sun.
Take away all the blue letters
from my sleeves. I have
dropped the links.
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