Where did it go?
Where did it go?
Lifting the objects in my brain
Inspecting surfaces of thought
Where did I see it last?
Between the sheets and lines?
Under raindrops
And cloudy skies...?
It no longer sits at the table
Or curls around the bed post
At ten past one
I turn over, an island in your sea
This isn’t me
Last Updated (Sunday, 28 February 2010 15:37)


