Knights

I think about it all the time
This morning I pondered it all,
The afternoon brought
no visible consolation.
As I sit and look up,
The moon overlooks the dark,
Like a lifeless knight.
Desperation overwhelms me
There is no obvious answer
For what is keeping me up
Tonight, and tomorrow’s night
Throughout the lonely nights.

Poesi av Erick Flores och foto av Mikael Svensson. Bilden är fotograferad den 18 mars 2013 vid Klippan, Göteborg.