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Sleeping Nude

 

There's a grey place in your mind
Which I hope you never find,
A place where the landscape reeks of dust which
binds
and chokes your lungs.
The silence speaks in a whisper of rust.
You trust no-one.
The time beyond the grey has gone
The only,
Now,
you stand alone.

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright © 2007 Karen Jones.