In The Dining Room (2am) Poem by Alistair Graham

In The Dining Room (2am)



Kazek

Thrown onto the white sheet
Like into a black hole
But I am not afraid of falling

I have been there before and somehow survived
You're still yourself even when you don't know it

Why fight, why bother
You will be part of something bigger


Alan

He wasn't local
His English was broken
But goodly

What was coming down Belfast Lough
England, Ireland?
No, Poland
He's welcome here any time

Alistair

I

This night
Like no other night

Double doors closed
Closed in
Forced to focus

II

My humanity
My world view
What I was taught
What I was fed

III

I am greater
I am Mightier
I am now alive
I am now free
I am

Sunday, December 17, 2017
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