fear of the dark
the heart slows down
lethargy of the dream
the shortest day
the lightest sleep
by these forgotten suburbs of the world
we are clutched to the mainland as mussels to the rock
and yet
in our hearts we know that only adrift we are safe and sound
when the sudden thunderstorm erupts inshore
winter
fear of the dark
the heart slows down
lethargy of the dream
the shortest day
the lightest sleep
Marco Bo
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