sunnuntai 2. huhtikuuta 2023

ON THE NINETY-FIRST DAY OF THE YEAR

There is strange comfort in being awake
in the deep night, in the still hours
past midnight, when all are asleep
and the world lies cool and silent,
and you believe nothing can happen
that will break the tranquil peace
of being utterly alone in the dark,
drifting in space beyond gravity's grip.

02.04.2023


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