The sun is drowning in the sea <br />and the walls are coming nearer, <br />the light gets striked dead from the shadows <br />and dies silently in the twilight. <br /> <br />A spear foraminates the eye of the last source <br />and blindfolded she sinks to her knees. <br />Her whimpering permeats the tar of night, <br />until her lips affiliate with each other.<br /><br />Nadine Hock<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/evening-10/
