Weight
by Anthony Hartill
The weight of waking
From a sleep that
Was a dark and heavy sea
The weight of walking
Through deserted streets
Pressed down by a leaden sky
The clock weight
Drags the passing hours
And finally unwound
Thought weighs down
Drags the pass of day
Heavier and deeper
Until completely still
From a sleep that
Was a dark and heavy sea
The weight of walking
Through deserted streets
Pressed down by a leaden sky
The clock weight
Drags the passing hours
And finally unwound
Thought weighs down
Drags the pass of day
Heavier and deeper
Until completely still
Anthony Hartill is lost in the forest.