My Life

A span of emptiness and nothing else Boundless like the sky Not far in the past and for considerable time Life was like a garden, roses and eglantine This desert has not even a mirage. I am like a grain grinded between two parts Of stones of sky and earth High like a mountain, insurmountable Sucked me even of power to think Prohibited for me like a hard drink The memories of the past may bring solace My old album, an escape from life, frozen in time. ---