A coccoon of
Foetal aloneness
I embrace
As the world
Drifts
Past in slow-
Motion and
Distorted voices.
The cranky child
Awakes to bawl
At a world - strange?
Familiar... -
changed forever!
As I search, with
Filmed eyes, not
For your face
But a moment
that will forever
be yours.
A rush, a bursting-
forth
Raw biting water cascades:
The world moves on
1 comment:
Sweeeet!!!! ok, did you write this after some traumaor something? Bcause you've caught the whole.. you know..how something has changed absolutely because somebody incredibly important is no longer there.. and so you can never catch that moment, not even relive it- and you're always condemned to the "after".
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