I can’t write a mere poem
Poems need classes
Poems need freedom
Poems need a mouth.
But for me,
I need to write my kind of poems
Like a self effacing lie,
For a tomorrow I would never lived
I need to write my kind of poems
On dead and its many manifestations
For death is all, I can afford in this life.
***01/10/2010***
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