Pushed into a Corner

April 15, 2008 at 3:38 am (Dominic Alapat, Poetry)


When they have finished

ordering your thoughts in

an air, which you will begin

to breathe shortly, you will

know what it feels like to

walk on the streets with no

joy in your heart; where

elements of wonder fade

as they approach you. You

will hurry to the railway

station thinking strange

thoughts unknown to

yourself; lost in a dead

cloud, that has become your

shining star, guiding your

way this indifferent night

to destinations of no solace.


– Dominic Alapat


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