IN A COLD ROOM
1952-57
    
    
 

Loneliness

Poem: Alasdair Gray © 2005

 

From the soul's proper loneliness love and affection seem
part substance and part dream
held in the mouth in the same way the snake carries its eggs
if gripped too hard they break,
leaving a few grains of dust
and a heart crippled by its weight of lust.

   
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