Tuesday, 11 November 2008


Now that you say, eyes drawn
Like a kite to the sky, you don’t love me
I’ll have this ocean engulfed in flames
Desperately anticipating the birth of distant stars

Now that you say we are different people
I’ll have every mountain turn to stone
Every tree a sling,
Flatten earth all the same

Now that you are going away
I’ll have all doors spy on their shadows
Deny the sun, a keyhole of the heart
Wear the endless night like glares over sights

Now that you have taken away
What you gave,
I’ll resist to the end
With what’s left behind

The instant ageing
Of a child’s blood
The loss of wonder
A turn of mind

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