Like the faded red carnation Sleeping forever in the crystal cut vase My mind begins to sink In frantic slumber Yet, I raise my unwashed head To a morning with no hope
Sullen music fibers My unsung feelings of love.
4 March, 1978 Sunday
Author's Notes/Comments:
I keep changing the vase type. First it was cyrstal then it was oriental then crystal again. I felt it too clique, but it works. I just like the last line Sullen music fibers