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Monday 30 May 2011

midnight stolentime

i have played role reversal
i am hiding from sleep
and

tomorrow can come when it wants

now. for an hour or two
i am hiding with my self
and my desperate housewives
and my letters of Vincent van Gogh

sigh


This
Space through which I
Cannot touch
you

This blackness through
Which I cannot
Put my
hand

As your voice disappears from
My sightline I dissolve
Into a loneliness in
Which I do not
Exist

I am a sip of a sigh
Floating in the
Air above
Basel