Star by Joop Bersee

                                                                                        Yes well we are distant now,                                                                                         the past like a darkening wall                                                                                         between us, an illness. I                                                                                         touch the bricks with my fingers,                                                                                         break my nails as I try to                                                                                         scratch the cement, grey, bitter,                                                                                         can’t focus any longer.                                                                                         Her images are coming                                                                                         out of my chest, projected                                                                                         on the wall like good old slides, … Continue reading