zondag 5 april 2009

.... my window is my true and only friend ....

i look at my window
she tells me stories of people
that were knocked down by a Daf truck

she tells me the history of sand
that became glass in gothic cathedrals

the sorrow of sand

and before i go sleeping
i watch under my bed
if my window is breathing well
i warn her
not to dream of sand

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