Unfortune’s Fold

Poem

 

Kiss
This wrangled child
Unfortune’s fold
Needs brief reminding to be told
In countless ways
Pass arms of fright
For senseless days
Wear heavy nights
Serendipity’s
Blissful Kiss
In his cruel abandoned kicks
May hold the hand
Unfriendship found
Leaving so little on the ground
And I
A green
Unmentioned
Scorn
Sleep

 

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photograph by Lechon Kirb

 

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