Red snow

Red snow
Falls through
The window of his memories.
In the map of his sadness
The laughter of his absence
The cries of his presence.

What’s the difference
Between yesterday and tomorrow?
Between the happiness, outside
The yellowness of thoughts, inside?
The red snow on his thoughts
Is the hook where
He hangs his picture on!!


G.Aljundi
Berlin 28.12.05