vrijdag 20 februari 2009


The thin orchestral hum that this is not going away

He's in a cell and each day

Your brave face grows sadder at the edges

What beauty to be with you in this troubled time

See you avoid the crippling ache your heart tells you to keep close

Arianne, angel and support for numberless others

Come share this space with me

For a second or three

Let burdens fall from your shoulders like dust

You keep it going manfully

For this second let it drop

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