Sunday, 5 April 2015

30 Poems in April 2015

Day Five

                        Without Love

Footfall retreating
in ever decreasing circles
the taste of cold coffee
bitter on tongue

existing in a void
without dreams
where endless days
stretch like elastic
ever tighter, ever more fragile

Circling like horses
trapped on a gaudy
over painted carousel
forever spinning
faster, faster
in an out of control world

Where bright lights
and silence beckons
like a siren call

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