Stony Walls

It was just a drop

But I drowned in it

The moment got lost

In the whisper of fear

And the drop filled

All spaces

There was no morning

After a night of wonder

Coffee was bitter, butter had

Melted

And dogs started barking

In loneliness

It was just a drop

That covered my page

In words I had forgotten

In passion that once was

Love

And made my pen bleed

In dark ink and colour

There was no morning

After I wrote that page

In sounds cities make

When all sleep in pain

In sounds the fall mist gives

To the top of tall

Trees

And then

I drank the coffee

Scratched my belly

And wore my heavy boots

To go out

And feed

The

Dogs

August 25, 2019

© Vahé A. Kazandjian, 2019