Christos Rigakos · Apr 17, 2012
Birth and Death

in warmth
we dress inside
a darkened dressing room
not caring for the fashion trend
this womb

in dark
and cold undress
ourselves to lie, to sleep,
not knowing of a fasion trend
this tomb

(C)2002, Christos Rigakos

Cinquain Sequence
 
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