Agonies [twins]
Manuscript
I
don’t write anymore.
Pen
stands away.
Keyboards
sing butterflies.
Struggling
caterpillars are off the way.
War
We
are ready.
With
arms rolling,
Words
attack, react,
Weaken
all richness,
Wisdom
appears redundant.
24 July 2014
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