By the darkening window.
I reach out to unpeel
the last traces of
human warmth.
Almost a stranger now.
Another victim, for a whole
new refined prison set.
And there it is…..
‘on your way’
Metalic against a grey sky.
Walking the streets, once again.
Outside, the rain has stopped.
And I, have found the
language in this game.
All the way down to the sea.
And beyond.