David McLean

 

 

when words shut up

 

 

when words shut up

they are a lovable old lady

perched in a cottage on a cliff,

her window facing darkness

opening into darkness,

she is sitting on the sill

still living, she is charming

she is waiting

for the darkness to bore her,

she is old and it is silent

night, it is dark

like life

 

 

 

 

David McLean © 2009