PALLID LIGHT

An iron dawn melts

out of the night's black ice,

you gaze at those grey clouds,

that grey fog in the distance

where the world ends

and you turn the music

a bit louder as you turn

to make another pot of coffee,

and pouring water into the decanter

it's like pouring pallid light

that envelopes your every thought,

your mind just another

tree

in the landscape.

16.11.2025