Abstract Hangover with Glass of Water
window streaked in winter’s glow four panes of glass, cruciform spine morning sunlight floods the room through closed eyelids a screen shows sky-canvases that Mark Rothko never got around to painting menacing red with swirling black streaks and below: a dull rectangular green shape next: a yellow landscape with bright green sunlight a merge of colours. A pink sea has a plughole vortex of grey: spyhole into some other zone, show the faces of the dead let every second be the last, and first. The radio music is fading. This might be the way to pass over and return, so often that it will be...
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