Friday, April 29, 2011

Blue Fever

Blue, the pools are
full to the brim.
Hangover from four days of
binge on home-made sweet brews
strains the valves;
the plumbing squeaks and bulges.

But optical illusions and
a seven-hour old chart
forces me into a train;
while unshed tears,
a rusted, hard and cold bed
ensured I felt every single
beat of my self till the auto ride
to reality. Back to fever!


mary said...

real good one !! its got alot of emotion in it..' n i loved it.'makes me feel all blue..'

Thought-Les said...

thank u mary