Until I Fall Apart


Until I Fall Apart

Night falls

And with it, rain

Slow, like someone sobbing

Just as a thought flows

Across the surface of a slow moon

I still walk here

Without you

In the mirror, there are no lies

Until I awake on the other side

With the ghost of you

Watching the dust dance

And then settle

Into the colours of the sun

Until I fall apart

© Ann Bagnall  2014.

孤独的长椅

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