my own room

- another room -

I remember only this,

right now,

so far removed in place and time,

great windows framed the stars plus it skies,

the clock unwound its primal rhyme,

the ballad of the hours passing,

and kisses from a new moon smiling bright,

betrayed the night..

Memory decays,

only a sense remains of emptiness,

and im adrift

across the universe of that room.

I’m lost among the stars captured from my windows,

my red shift fading in the half-gloom

between the moon and dawn,

and It drains to grey,

the darkness and through haze,

somewhere,

in another room,

a piano plays.

[pipiholic]