He mused and mused <br />and mused on my <br />neon moon and torched <br />the glowing filaments <br />in hundreds of thousands <br />tiny splinters and painted <br />darkness and covered <br />his sun face under dark <br />smokes of clouds... <br />Amused, I am left <br />with only tiny candles <br />on my platen to light <br />my idioms.... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />July 1,2009<br /><br />GAYATRI NAMBIAR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/amused/
