Monday 8 December 2014

QUIT ODE



when i quit
the nights were nothing
and it was quiet
and
sounded
like 
the 
world had died

the silence filled everything
and
i sat in it
like
a bath chair

after eternity
the nothing and the silence 
became 
a something and a murmur

barely there

like
growing
eucalyptus
leaves



from galleryhip.com

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