PAIN

You didn’t show up tonight, just as my fears told me.
Although I know why, but it hurt nonetheless ...
I wanted to write, and had many things to say
but my thoughts could not dig deep,
but merely scratch the surface of a softened brain…
And I clipped the tear to the piece of paper, leaving it laying peacefully
on my messy table.
I left dragging my lips along the floor, covered myself with fear and fell asleep dreaming
the warmth of the North Pole.
On my burning forehead, stars danced through the night...

Ddrove 2000