Wednesday, November 17, 2010

In Cluj-Napoka


A new darkness slowly took possession

of town this evening - unaccustomed to

being it crept slowly in silent folds

trying to understand the place.

It walked up and knocked on porches and was

welcomed into hearts with bolted doors

it sat carefully in minds weary of standing

it settled in iron cages and a tremulous

tinkering rattle was heard through the streets

In Cluj-Napoka once consumed it went on

curiously unnoticed.



a sweet pea. said...

this post is interesting.
makes me tilt my head.

but growing up isnt always a good thing.

zonedin said...

What I visualize is the old tax collectors.

a sweet pea. said...

i was flattered by your comment. =)