Lights

The lights of the flammable
now another,
city
become blurred,
I miss you so.
Under the covers alone
ice.


I have grown
stone closed,
drowned
crazy
dreams.

I have grown
closed
broken
heart.
mutilated
firecrackers,
playing with trains.

Fast trains
speeding past me,
I have grown
closed-off
the mood.

The clouds below me,
I live in a dream.