A Gray Rock

i cannot know me

if you do not show me

 

now you're my dull rock

reflecting nothing

 

waking an unfamiliar thing

our eternal stranger

 

myself without the other

an object with no reflection

 

a bloody war without an enemy

 

all the air but no lungs to breath

  

  a feast,

  without an appetite 

 

a lovely house that's f*****g empty

Author's Note