un-nature-al

Posted: March 16, 2009 in POEMS /futility of words
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Below the green surface of tranquility

The un-nature-al breeds

Tender may be to the unseen eyes

But the white patches bleach

The hollow gums of the baby’s innocence

Forgets the larger graver real-ity.

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