Poems from Piere
No words, no feelings, no emotions.
No drive to do much of anything.
My heart seems to have exited my body, the day that you left my life....
Pale lights illuminate the outstretched road leading home. Desolate and sombre, the melancholy it evokes, of course, when accompanied by...
If I were to die soon: to the person beside my body.
Someone, save the sadness in my eyes
in a small glass bottle.
Fill it up with sea...