Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Drowning Again

you need to leave now.

i woke up with a pile of plates
being hugged between my arms.
i thought i was dreaming when i
went to the kitchen and grabbed them
for comfort.

they told us we would hear the whispers
of our neighbours between the walls:
i didn't believe them until last night
when i wandered to the kitchen
looking for protection.

when i came back,
the entire room was ruined.

1 comment:

f. panek said...

sweet jesus!

m.