October 30, 2010

Poetry in the wee sma' hours-1

images of sepia past
whizzing on small screen
while reality paints
a contrary messy picture

mind transfixed in random past moment
goes through a monotonous mindless reel
rewind
replay
rewind
replay

pity washes the feet
with its cold clasping hands

once again questions are raised
that have no answers.

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Maira Gall