CHRISTIAN HEY 12N
Shards of civilisations were flung into the evening sky;
I watched a collapsing city
And commented on the weather as souls fell to the ground like rain
It was crashing into the earth
It was terrifyingly beautiful
And there was one voice silenced by nothingness.
I ran into myself the other day.
We broke away from the storm cloud and had a picnic.
We discussed politics and the education system.
We were barely recognisable.
I found them like some thing on the floor,
These pieces she chose to put into constant use
I love her for it
I found it in the framework …read more