(an old one.
found this while clearing out my documents.
posting it here so i can delete it from my hard drive.)
Each time they shared a coke
or ran laughing in the rain,
they tied a piece of string
around two bamboo canes.
Each time their voices raise
and good nights go unsaid,
a blunt rock gnaws away,
the bamboos split and break.
Monday, February 12, 2007
Fragile String
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