Friday, 13 November 2015

Detached


She left me after you departed
A stow away, who knew?
I was numb after the wailing
Stopped

Four falls have passed
Three candles lit and blown out
When I hear her cry at night
I'm unfolding

I've lost my threading
I've become someone else
I was another someone else
Then

LH 2015



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