Some Pauses Don't Refresh
 
Lily was her name
Delusion was her game
In hindsight I realize
That reason had surrendered
To her blue eyes—
An oasis in the desert…

That relationship dried-up
But my car and I
Continue being travelers
Searching for water in the wilderness—
I, because I am still a withered stump of a man
And my car
Because it has a leak in the radiator.

Rawland Storm

By Rawland

© 2008 Rawland (All rights reserved)

 


Blue
Car
Delusion
Hindsight
Lily
Oasis
Reason
Surrender
Traveller
Water

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