dinsdag 25 november 2014

Coagulation
















It’s in my ear
that chilliness vibrates
in a sharp-edged letter

no use to defend myself
against the stripped off sentence
that penetrates me like an arrow

in my head the night is dancing
covered with a veil

the cloud in front of the moon
summons the wolf in me
down with a howl

I’m falling on the ground
crawling even deeper, desecrated,
time has become silent now

I’m coagulating
In my thoughts,
they are still unborn.

© Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

25/11/2014

Geen opmerkingen:

Een reactie plaatsen