The TV is a metaphore for memories. Blank it out. - 19 November 2005


Nightmare V2.

Heavy

As I breathe

To the mist of

Light

 

Drawn

Upon the very instant

While

The TV turns on

 

Crossed

Between two feelings

Confused

Beware

 

On

Two feet

I

Sooth my throat

 

With

Both hands

I

Remember

The silence.





Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2005-11-20 at 00:49

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