(the 20th of February, 2011, London)
Lay
Unfamiliar mound
With crumbs of
Dreams and
Tangled threads
To find
A way bound
Lagging way behind
Pursuit
Is a restless hound
I carry fear and
Hope that
All things missing
Will soon be found.
Ride
Taxis, planes
Underground trains
Cross
Bridges over parallel
Muddy memory lanes
Finally arrived
Shattered
I sink into your arms
Thawing snow dissolved into
Thirsty ground.
I'm not your rock.
Just hardened
Play-dough
Warming
In your hand.
Sunday, 20 February 2011
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