orange

by Ash - Aquarius

One by one
They went through the fingers
To the orange modified petrol
A baptism of fire as
The great clear out carries on
A part of myself
That went down the drains
Do I care, possibly not
With a new eye
A wooden one be it
The world spins some way
Or another or not
The new pinpoints the unseen
I move again
Five bags worth of history
Meaningless as they are
I got rid

Birth sign: Aquarius
Date created: 2010-01-13 12:25:42
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:47:15
Poem ID: 72122

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