Phantom Placebo
By lupus tenebrae
The phantom of a pill
left random, on
a sill
by some delicate hand;
gentle, intricate sands
spiral into the sea;
both cute and blue, yet free,
red, rusted and in twain;
no bed, nor shelter again.
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Copyright 2013 lupus tenebrae
Published on Friday, April 5, 2013.
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