free clinging tears
to the depths
of space,
shedding bricks from
outgrown shapes to return
light to homeland’s
fading face,
scratch out all names,
hold the lessons, but
erase all past,
wipe my
kiss
from glass wall
no eye will
miss.
Grumpy Gorman
igram: https://www.instagram.com/grumpygorman/?hl=en
*Poem loosely inspired by “flat black glass” reference in song above, by a very talented, intelligent and underappreciated Canadian band..
Wolf Parade.
