Monday, July 30, 2007

Poetikarat no. 1

Distracted,
I tripped and fell on my face.
I breathe in the dust
You clapped your hands in praise.

Unprotected,
My heart skipped a beat.
My realization of the crux
You clamoured at my very defeat.

Alas.
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