The Light Streamed In

I went down to the Piraeus
I was on a train
I was eating a chocolate bar
I was a wild boar
I was a minor god
I spoke in half sentences
Eternity climbed into me
I had a memory of orchids
I had so much
I still had some sight in those days
We passed houses
Where people were working and living

Author: skuusisto

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