May 31, 2011 by Rosemerry
before I could ask
if you could kiss
even the blackest
part of me,
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged tanka | 1 Comment
“the blackest part of me” plays against the title quite nicely.
Politeness and dismal misery. Such a pair.
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