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A Wound That Never Heals
A Wound That Never Heals
It hurts me
when a you shaped hole
appears in the cosmos,
where there is
an absence of colour,
where the sound
scrapes along,
where the light
is masked by
dense grey mist.
That’s where
I miss you
the most.
When it rains
a greasy rain,
when the cracked bell
clangs,
when the planets
are misaligned.
...
Tuesday 26th June 2018 12:12 am
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