Thursday, October 10, 2013

[Day 21] 365 Days of Poetry Writing

Day 21
Here, My Hands

My right hand was an evil,
it brought me earthly pleasure.
While my left one is no angel,
it never tried to reach for closure.

Until one of them was damned by the sea
or lava.
From the mountain of curses, you see?
It should be over.

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