A Toi Poem by Marx Lenn Mendoza

A Toi



calculated life
designed tragedy
clueless fortune
limited desires

courted lively seen
dragged over mountains
hover distances
levitate grievance

unsatisfied truth
hindrances of hope
dilapidated swore
helpless sin...

'je ne plus rien
c'est bon, a c'est soir'

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Marx Lenn Mendoza

Marx Lenn Mendoza

Manila, Philippines
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