Kiss cold, still, white brow
Dying babe leaves you broke now
Wounded, empty self.
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Terry Collett
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November 1, 2006 WOUND.
October 20, 2007 03:36 PM EDT
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Comments: 11
This, though... this hits a little close to home. Separate of memory, I think it's powerful in its own right.
haunting.
indeed, great haiku.
And yes, we do break and we are left empty and cold and alone in the middle of a crowd.