A. Louise: poetry archive
Monday, December 20, 2010
war
I long for poppies.
sleep,
oblivion.
a red sun sets,
the beginning
of a long, cold night.
how long will it be
until the sea
of red
blooms,
and the sun
rises
once again?
3.19.03
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