Saturday, 16 April 2011


Tonight i am a hospital

they climb the snow to a blaze of petals

i understand you & the colours of the river at night

in this quiet place with birds sleeping

insomnia •invisible music• 

& you looked so serious & alone, as you smile

beneath features

endure mask - personal

you get questioned the room closes in.

There was no night. Nothing resembling.

[edited 17 april 2011]

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