Wandering
WANDERING
wandering
and wondering
why…
there are
four coloured
pictures
all
in
a row
angel with a
left wing
right wing
broken wing
another
thing
see the silence
in my
head
see the stab
wounds of
bloodshed
wanting
to be
left
instead
in the scandal
on the mantle
glowing candle
I met Santa
Met
God
In gentian
violent vibrant
blues
© Kim van Breda—14 December 2014
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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