Saturday, April 14, 2012

I know what hell is.

To be shut up in this house,
--shut up because the windows and doors are closed to keep out the blowing dust--
And despite the closed windows, when I breathe my nostrils are irritated
I can taste the dust.....
To be shut up in this house,
in this city,
in this country,
with two ghosts,
this is hell.

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