Monday 23 January 2012

Wi(n)dow, where art thou?

Cold room, grey walls

Empty floors

There’s a door

It’s not locked

But only leads to cold rooms

Empty grey walls

Floor after floor.

There used to be a window here somewhere,

Where is it?


Anne Hodgson said...

I know rooms like that in my dreams. Spray paint. Wallpaper. I'm amazed by the energy it takes to make an empty space come to life. Energy is the thing.
Those first buds in spring will help.

popps said...

Spring! That's what i need!!
Can you see it yet?