Here in Daylight

By | 1 August 2016

a continuous outdoor room
cloud lines the ceiling
you move around unpainted walls of air
no proportions to ignore
though the room contains daylight
you cannot switch on flower colours, or turn on greenery
there are no flavours to taste
no odours to conceal
others, who are not here
may not understand
that a house is burning down
and down
to zero

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