Heterotopia

Monday, February 13, 2012

The bitter stain of coffee in my cup
My cup is a word
Coffee storms in it
And sweet touch of my lipstick.


You are the words,
Reticent one
Loud one
Unrestrained one.

You are the word,
I know the word,
But, I do not know how to use it.

posted by Azadeh at 6:36 AM

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