The window is open
The curtains are curled
The sun shines brightly
I can’t hear a sound
Nothing is broken
All lights are on
No-one inside
I am not afraid of the four rapid gun-shots
© 2016 Melinda Irvine
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Melinda J. Irvine
Australian copywriter, poet and musician Mel Irvine living between the Philippine Western Visayas and Australia. Blogging haiku poems and artistic photography.
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