Eftsoons a harsh day
A whirlwind of unheard pain
The love of a childA piquant summer
Suppression of all desire
Fragrance of Java
Irritants withal
a chance to reconsider
The comfort of timeGlacial Summers
Winter, many drops of sweat
An imploding mind
Now time moves backwards
Filaments of lonely words
A dying cactusIridescent love
A fraying Satin blanket
A blind hate consumes
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