Sunday, August 21, 2011


This time it's different. He's
changed, she says.
And she's right. The blood
that once flushed his cheeks
when she said
something wrong has turned against
him. The venom he's spewed
for so long
has finally posioned him, turned
him into a frail man
afraid of the
nearing death that he deserves.

Poetic Bloomings: Changes

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