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19.12.2006, 17:08 | #1 |
Fogscape
Don’t you love it
When the air is still And flooded with fog? Streetlamps spill Liquid light that gathers Around their holy heads. The world ends Behind that stop sign, Tall firtrees seem To penetrate the surface. A shrunken space you carry On the tips of your lashes, A stranger’s silhouette fleets by like a comet. The sensation is Quite unforgettable - Like being pierced By headlbeams of a car. Don’t you blush In the cosmic glare Of a traffic light - You can but fade Unfelt into silence, Mere eternal gestures. ------------------------------- Stained |
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