Posted by malthus on August 18, 2004, at 10:12:47
I left the light to one side,
and on the edge
of the restless bed I sat,
deaf, gloomy, motionless pupil
nailed to the wall.How long was I there?
I don't know:
letting go of the horrible
pain of drunkeness,
the light died on my balcony
the sun laughing.I don't know either during those terrible hours
what I thought about or what happened to me;
I only remember that I cried and swore,
and on that night I grew old.
poster:malthus
thread:379072
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