One short breath.

One short breath,

six short syllables;

the end of lives unknown.

Uncounted and unmourned.

The song of a conqueror.

I lit up again

and went back to work.

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Comments (9)
  • PSingh1990 on Jan 6, 2011

    Nice Share

    :-)

  • lxdollarsxl on Jan 6, 2011

    Flash? and cigarette

  • Karen Gross on Jan 6, 2011

    You came, you saw, you conquered … smoking something?

  • martinrojas on Jan 6, 2011

    Your work is always a pleasure to read.

  • Guy Hogan on Jan 6, 2011

    Whoa, a new level of Compressionism. The words are so simple. The words describe a straight forward physical act which the reader can see. But the entire story is in the sub text. It is impressive, my friend.

  • fishfry aka Elizabeth Figueroa on Jan 7, 2011

    Interesting, how you go about saying so much in so few little lines.

  • lonelyplanet on Jan 7, 2011

    Lovely lines expressed here.

  • Geny on Jan 7, 2011

    Thanks for sharing

  • A Bromley on Jan 7, 2011

    no no beben el vino
    Good poem…now pick up that pen and get back to work

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