Empty rooms

Δημιουργός: Συλλογος Ερωτεωμενων και φιλων, Συλλογος Ερωτευμενων και Φιλων

The long night knocks on the door early, and lets herself in

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Poetry
is where words come to breathe
and poets come to die.

Hiding in

empty rooms

between silhouettes they worship.
thrust of the blade, no time for direction
privately,
a carnal struggle against the stillness
here they carve with blind
Stroop memory...
every line a grayscale suffering
every space an inviting deceit;
hope in only what lies beyond the shower...

Look for me there
and I shall confess graciously
as every man does before the final raindrops.

Δημοσίευση στο stixoi.info: 23-11-2017