Thursday, May 6, 2010

Bible Black.




















In the back of the theatre I sang for me
and
I called out, thankyou, as loudly as I could.
I am free to do this.
I left the taxi and walked ten blocks home,
running my hands softly over the bricks of each house I passed.
I kept myself to one cigarette, and waited for the right time to smoke it.
The park was dark and the shadows sharp.
Anonymous Assassins shared secrets in the blind.
I sifted and shifted, pieces to peaces.

And my memories were:

In the back of the theatre I sang for me

and called out, thankyou, as loudly as I could.

1 comment:

  1. "sifted and shifted, pieces to peaces" is particularly lovely

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