Of words

There will be more words then,

between you and i,

more from me perhaps,

just little pieces of sky

ribbons drawn from memories,

colours from impossible sunsets

and ordinary things

     like bookcases

     wrapping paper

     a stranger's smile

     a computer screen

     the bark of a dog

     traffic lights

and other things we pass by

as we move from moment to moment

as we switch dream for reality

and reality for dream,

and in those words

and pauses too

you may find something

something that makes you forget to breathe

something that stops clocks

and buries eternity forever.

or you may find nothing at all.

either way, i will come.

[from the collection 'The Underside of Silence', shortlisted for the Gratiaen Award 2008]

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