354P until i have to award

[droqen]

"i made a practice of saying no instead
 closing my eyes and heart too and doors
 the hundred fish i did not catch because."

"ten months of this and a large bird
 waited to look at me like a shining stone
 lost humanity for the better
 the passages remained quietly shut."

"how long i wondered must i leave
 these silences sustained forever
 in white hoping for something grey
 on black horizons."

[droqen]

this poem is another desperate attempt to cling to a fleeting sensation that someday something will justify the awarding of a single point, but it's not today, but it's something like a precious hope for the future, for a tomorrow where the score counter finally changes, a hope