Sunday, 9 February 2014

A Monologue of Guilt.

I was sullen and felt guilty.
My sighs filled the sails of a thousand ships and all went home.
I thought of days around the coast of the Black Sea.
Among the rocky ruins.
Among the glass blocks of flats.
I felt stranded. Unwanted. Alone.
I wanted to talk
yet distance breaks the ears of the world.

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