Thursday, 13 March 2014

Not The Right Kind

White light framed in a square blends with the night.
Not the right kind to signify window
because the light keeps flickering, blurring
and nothing in the air wants to keep still.
Half-watching those curves, the lone road moves on.
Comes to a white sign swinging from a tree.
Rising towards you, a brush and black paint.

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