Thursday 13 January 2011 photo 1/1
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Do you wish to sleep?
Do you aim for the shadow?
Do you feel all infected?
It's life-the the dark that binds you.
Silent screaming
Turning, twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that's left
Annons