Vulnerable

Dead rose petals.
Razor-sharp rocks.
Tunnels under the city
and the far sunset.

The sky cries.
Some say it causes
rainbows.
Dreams, I suppose.

It’s a hard
and miserable world
and our hearts are
so vulnerable!

© Frédéric Georges Martin

~

Illustration: Two roses on a tablecloth (Edouard Manet, c1883)

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