Monday, April 18, 2011

Drunken Fighters


The river is high,
Roses sit in vases,
Bright sun burns the hedges.

A season takes the sun away.
but the sky changes.
Clouds blow darkly,
shadows pace about,
masking streets, casting gloom,

Clouds tumble,
onto rooftops, unsteady.
Drunken fighters reel,
against a weighty sky.

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