Wednesday, 26 March 2014


when the gloom
is so thick
the moon so slick
and silver
and invisible
and solitude is
all encompassing
and there's only i
the sky is only sky
clouds with nothing beyond
nothing below
nothing above
and i is nothingness
nothingness to love
just letters
that came to pass
that never last
so why do we care
               so why do we bare
the inessential