Best Poems Written by Susanne Rask

Desk

It is too much to read too many books and close them, 
Even good books are rubbish because they finish.
I'm not Finnish, no.
But we are finished.
He destroyed everything with his mind
Broke it down to pieces which made no sense to me.
Now I have had the time to look at myself
Gratifying his words like a hamster and chewing his stupidness.
I can't see as well.
It really makes no difference to me anymore, 
He is the one who has lost me.
It's just that now this I can see.
I could never be more real, so he has ruined me again I feel.

Copyright © Susanne Rask | Year Posted 2007