maandag 26 januari 2009

AN ARMADA OF YOU

A diner
staring at tables
Faces indifferent
In a moment all freeze
to remain the same
Pay up
Lose the change
Shoulders shrugged
You’re out of place again
The city changed
Damaged
You’re down and out
A beating heart can only scream so loud

Dead and cold
Looking for reason between the crack of the tiles
For just a second she brushes against me
She’s reflected in a window oh so vile
Should I ask the clover?
If I’ll ever know her?

The sky changes
I linger on
In rapture and blue
Tomorrow at early light
and honeydew

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