Colours fade and memories too-
Though I try
I keep forgetting you.
But every now and then
...
Between You and I God
the long argument continues
I cannot worship You
without fear
...
I began in the beginning
in my mother's womb.
What was it like?
Like a warm happy room
...
The first time I saw you
you were walking on the sea.
I took off my shoes and followed.
The second time I saw you
...
Rachel
with her bush of hair
and lonely in her overcoat
talks to anyone she can
...
Waiting for the silver bullet
howling at the moon.
All his pain in one last cry.
Men with guns and torches
...
I've been thinking
a lot about me
and the art of good conversation
everyone talks and nobody listens
...
It was a short report
on the third page
somewhere near the bottom
an elderly woman
...
They say the polar bears will soon be gone
and our children's children
won't believe birds once sang
in our gardens.
...