Being Lost In England
A room so white
smashed against the surface
nothing means anything
I left my jewels at home
here my ring finger is empty
and all all I have is what is
around my neck
a silver necklace
it says everything I can't forget
A star shines in the sky
I won't look at it
I won't cry
familiarity is foreign here
winds are actually cold
I grab my jacket
grab onto a tree
will you find me
when I return?
This room has no feeling
it's empty of me
I stand there and it's not where I am
how can I survive?
If only a week was a night
--
(About England)