Sunday, April 11, 2010


Outside the rain pours
and fogs up my windows until I’m encased
in a private car-shaped box
a universe of plastic leather and aluminium
and outside that is only a noisy nothing
knock-knock-knocking at the door
with tiny insect fingers

Inside is safe and warm
and when I sweat the
universe sweats with me

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