Day 1403, alone.
There
are many islands
I
will never see
~
but
I have been
on one
so
I know
how it feels
Day 1402, and a few windows.
We dream
of a tower
like it’s
our mind
with
no corners to break
~
your song
~
and
the only way
in
is from
below
a thousand stairs
down
Day 1376, empty chair.
In a darkened room
with
empty chairs
I see a man
~
sitting
~
is he the last
going out
or
the first
coming in
Day 1338, sea.
Standing still
on a beach
only breadth
is
reflecting
in
your mind
Day 1310, door.
The door
to my house
is
disappearing
into
the end
Day 1278, a square.
It’s still
empty
a space
an empty chair
the sun behind
the stars
still
dim
Day 1269, where.
Are you left out?
Stayed behind?
Or walked away?
Day 1184, on a hill.
Storms
rain
years
snow
alone
on a hill
still
Nochrisis
Day 1144, no world.
When I close my eyes
being
in the middle of my house
we
detach
there is no world
only silence
and abyss
Nochrisis
Day 1118, retreat.
Some stand in front
alone
brave
by choice?
Or
did the others
retreat
wisely?
Nochrisis
Day 1111, track.
The track we leave
and go
are for us
ours alone
still
we are
connected with
the ones
thought of
as
left behind
Nochrisis
Day 1094, the airport.
The airport routine
strangers, showing of there own lifes
going away from you, never met
while you stand, still not for them.
Nochrisis
Day 853, wake.
Black depth reflecting at the surface
Of an endless time spent alone
Amongst the noise of the wake
Day 784, breath.
