Friday, 21 September 2012


An exercise in surreal poetry

They say in Deep Space
No one can hear you scream!
Of course they can't,
There's no one there!

There is however, a door
A big, stout, solid door.
You never see it,
You never touch it,
Or hear it.

But you do hear
The echo of it's slamming,
That tells you,
You are alone!

The echo,
Like a life,
Winking out!

Copyright © Res JFB 19th February 2008

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