Friday, February 26, 2010

Sonnet 2: Empty and bleak

By Tatiana Suarez-Pico

Empty and bleak
Blank stare to adjust my eyes
Feeling so weak
A light so white, it cries

Wasted afternoon
I'm levitating inside a cloud
Nothing but a monsoon
A depressing mound

I'd rather be
In a colorful world
Materials to see
Sequins hurled

Eyes closed, I breathe in
All that I feel is comin'

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