Tonight

October 10, 2011 § 2 Comments

The night is now quiet;
the wind lies on the grass
and breaths in the last drops of rain.

There is not enough time for a new faith.
What we’ve forgotten is all we’ll have
when the days get bigger again.

I read the words on the walls.
The room is the one on that yellow postcard.
I close my eyes.

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