Day 2050, grandfather.

Day's pictures, Poetry
Slide film, 199?, the Netherlands

I only know my grandfather

through myself

he himself

never understood

his own

demons

only his silence

~

this silence was draped in front of me

on the table where I grew up

~

I only know my daemons

looking through this draped

veil

~

I see his silent shadow

behind it

it never left

it is where he lived

he is still there  

sometimes looking

at me

like me

~

he never spoke

he never will

he never lived

his silence killed

before he died

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