age

its a dull day, of course,no fires are there to be put out, since you left, the world is a calm place, with its dull shades of brown and grey, like you took out something with you, when you left, missed only in absence, colours… monochrome of life, and death, and unbeing,without you,swirling in eddies [...]

black and white

i wore black today, a sort of mourning costume, sharp,sleek,shiny like grief, without any patterns,filigree or needlework, a uniform dark in the light of the day. and in the night there was a powercut, forcing me to light a candle, flickering yellow,uncertain, a dishevelled light, which created patches of non-darkness on my dress, and some,darker [...]

rebirth (interrupted)

an old me seems to be dying, and the new one seems reluctant, to be born,and live. scared,maybe- of long walks on tortuous roads, of wearing grey cloaks in humid weather, or his own colourlessness in a garish world.   neon signs take a bow on spotlit stages, while the yet to be born me [...]