Sunday, April 20, 2014

poem of the day April 20


When
the
familiar
becomes
estranged
Lost
at sea
Somewhere
where
fate is
forced
to rely
on luck
Just
one
more
dance
should
do it
But
what
if the
fortune
cookie
was
blank
Then
which
way
would
you
go
when
you got
to
the
door?

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