-17th June 2013.
Florid sky.
I stare at the florid sky with no sense of purpose.
My intent of remedy seeming as though it
drifts with the wind.
I know how to smile regardless of the past
and its indicative voice;
I just don't know how to breathe.
....
And still the florid sky remains.
Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2013-06-18 at 00:26
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