avanthoms

Chequered light buildings

Fallen from the sky

Sway as they climb into your eye

They’re taller now

Everything has changed

From an empty frame

Stares a distant face

Can he see me?

At night and all alone

When I raise my hand to wave

The face is gone

In a flash I see the face is mine

And swinging from the mantelpiece is why

I said I could go back to the house where all we keep is keeping on

Where everyone pretends that they belong and long and long

If I tell you what I’m seeing

Can you tell me what is true?

In the space between our feelings

There’s a place for me and you

Gazpacho.