I caught myself again
Tongue-rubbing my palate
Digesting my entire being in its disgusting taste
Taste of a fallen wing
That used to clap and swing
The taste that I detest
A couple of hopeful eyes’ sour mucilage
Cutting my bitter tongue…
Such a disgusting taste.
The image of mirage
Stretching from east to west
So colourful and long
The one I used to long for, but never did belong
Looks pale and shady now
Disparaging my vow.
02:29 am
16 Oct 06
Prague
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