You have filled this vast emptiness with silence.
Embrace me, seep into me, think for me -
now stones fill the empty spaces, between them and I and you.
dogs bark,
pigeons,
wind,
after a long dark train,
bicycle bell,
coffee cup,
bed springs,
cold cold cold,
all lined up in a row, feeling small, barely existing now. I am death but I am breathing. Memory becomes life again.
Save it, you must save this, bright light, dark hole, that space behind his ear,
let the tree grow into your room, tiredness nights, endless days, fear...
Can you hear it come?
And then watch it go
