Say goodbye my beautiful nightmares. Say goodbye my thoughts of death. Say goodbye my disastrous curses. Say goodbye as I release you into the sky. As it turns grey your body slowly does. The grass is green but I am cursed. I say goodbye to you my lover. I wish you were still here for me to dream. Of dark clouds and a clanging, loud and deathly tambourine.
— The Tambourine (M.K. Rashid)
Love the photo… you will have to explain the poem.
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