A piercing through the dark
In the face of darkness, this secluded space is a pathology
likewise to live alone in it.
My heart keeps failing in bits, as the voice from the evening news,
crisp as snowflakes, announces that twitter
has just been banned in my country.
It’s close to bedtime, and my lover is on his knees,
hunched over the bed on the other side
praying in a language only he understands.… Read the rest