The Shaking of Shifts
— Poems by Karlo Jose R. Pineda —
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Ashes
Our predilection is a house on fire.
We choose only to eventually
combust to cinders and become
the ashes that soil these white walls,
our names: the print from God's fingers.
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