November 8th, 2016

Goya

Goya

 

Tonight I wonder

who wants to see me hanging from a tree

 

Tonight I wonder

if I have sat next to you on the bus

passed you on the street

when I was walking my dog

given you directions when you were lost.

 

Tonight I wonder

who wants to see me against the wall

waiting for the bullet

waiting for the Grim Reaper to call.

 

Tonight I wonder

who wants to cut out my tongue

silence my words

bury my thoughts in

a tomb, a prison, a ditch

on a dark road

 

I  guess I won’t have to wonder

tomorrow

when the sunrises

and darkness falls

on me and you

on us all.

Edvard Munch

Edvard Munch

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