dark purple swimming pools
drink of the holes in our minds
breaking down the walls
between bedroom
and horizon.
one
by
one
primary colors
sift through the filter
and I wonder where we'll be
should we decide to finish
this leftover wine...
A contest entry
- leftover wine by Luna Tique Fringe.
850 points, ended July 29, 2008, 17 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I love the way you ended this...or should I say, the way you left it un-ended. Thank you for entering
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Nice! You should sell this to American Pie. They could use another plot! - ocerus
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