Sunday 16 October 2011

SAYING NOTHING

The way I'm not in the mood

just dazed
making priorities
which I tear down
with hands that do not care

Care
of what? the light
no, the night air
which I'm taking from the
sky
just tucking it down in the
pockets of my jacket

filling my mouth with it
so that I can not speak

When saying nothing
I hear EVERYthing