Saturday, June 18, 2011

Poem-A-Day: Day 583

Fifth Notions
The silver box lost the commonality
and the crimson punch of hate
put things into bitter reflection.
I could afford the caustic behavior,
the others were less than fortunate.

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Drop a line, a quip, a snippet, your pants, or an anecdote...just don't drop the soap.