My Shell of Glass and Rain

I am endlessly drifting

In this stony place

Of hurting

This is my shell

Of glass and rain

Standing alone

Only coloured

By myself

The echoes of the day

The hours

Slide into nightfall

And the morning lingers

Just beyond my reach

© Ann Bagnall

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