in-voice

it's still dark outside
I have listened for hours
to the darknesss
sometimes  laughing other times crying

it's still dark outside
I turned the other way
but it did not go away
it remained here
smiling at me

it's still dark outside
in my dreams I've looked back to the same road a thousand times
I've walked a thousand times in all directions
and now I give up
I get up
it's time to feed my free will again
  with a few brushstrokes of confidence
  and serendi-pity

Marco Bo