On Christmas Eve Annie dies from an overdose of loneliness <br />The houses touch each other slowly rocking back again <br />The earth bends down and sweeps the night with its hair <br />Two space probes are off into the unknown universe <br />Looking for human life 40 000 years from here <br />Where does the freeway lead in such a perspective<br /><br />Mikael Ejdemyr<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rhetoric-with-long-pauses/
