alone and
half forgotten,
year after
long
tilting year
nothing to
do but order memories
personal,
shared, high importance
delete
delete
watch the
bricked wall see morning
light fade
into
noontime brilliance into
afternoon
glow
into
evening blue then
another set
of slow night hours and
the
reflections of twin crystalline lamps
waiting for
the day
of
deliverance
voice,
touch, pressure of fingertips
restart
move among
us again, carry out
our
commands, serve us
serve your
purpose
show us our
way
again
