Tuesday 25 February 2014

THE GREY MOMENTS



all the 
half waking 
and slow dozing 
is
dense
with
poems reading and movies talking
i
hear
distant yells 
and 
see
white lightning 

and when i'm out of this in-between thing

cant
hold on to their hands 
or 
their 
meaning

is it insight i seen
or
just
realities chipped sheen
of 
back alley 
busted bottles
and
meaningless fighting by dream stuffed bins ?




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