#45
23/02/07 03:44 Filed in: poetry
I am atomised silence
on a steady lapse of unauthorised noise
inside me,
arrests me.
Any future will foretell the past
while we are clambering over a civilisation
that burns its dead like our collective memory.
on a steady lapse of unauthorised noise
inside me,
arrests me.
Any future will foretell the past
while we are clambering over a civilisation
that burns its dead like our collective memory.