There is nothing
to turn from
or to.
I hardly
see at all.
All I remember
I remember
in pieces,
as when
shadows
lapse into
shadows
when
bars of light
flood a wall.
There is nothing
to turn from
or to.
I hardly
see at all.
All I remember
I remember
in pieces,
as when
shadows
lapse into
shadows
when
bars of light
flood a wall.