The Indelible Shadow Poem by Tony Adah

The Indelible Shadow



This picture I can clean
It is awful to wake up with a lump
At heart
When my rubber bung eraser
Bounces in my hand
Something takes me back there
The little indelible shadow
Lying in the crib
What Picasso put on the canvass
Dies hard in my heart
Where the lump grows
Only the crib will water the garden
And wherever it came from
Gone and forgotten.

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