Tuesday 2 April 2013

Easter Night

The sky is grey and does not see
as the colors fade
from blood to black.

This hole behold is a bottomless.
festered wound,
This sketch achen.

Night, Oh do not end.
Pray take me with you
to thy black abyss.

midair clipped my wings,
slapped me twice,
said
you belong down
there.
in that colorless vale.