amsterdam II

to you, from amsterdam

can you see, that i see
your breaches of truth
your unreliable heart's song?

to change in a space, a country.
i was empty,
and the world moulded itself to me.
no needs course through the keyboard
no feelings to relay.
just odd scratchings from amsterdam
and my musings upon old loves.
i drank deep.
my bag cluttered with plastic memories
of swirling drinks and bright eyes.
the rain pattering on the straat
and my stranger's hand that drowned you
seem part of a masquerade
a shakespeare.

and of my desolate place...
i've been there, he said
i smoked a spliff inside.

i realised then
nothing is ever just mine.