28

I got inspired by the movie ''Portrait of a Lady on Fire'' and this poem is the effect of it. If you have watched it (which I really recommend to do), the references are probably quite obvious. : )

The corner of your Book's page

Still burns my cold skin.

Sharp enough - is it - 

To make me bleed?

Red tears - will they

Flee from my unwanted veins?

Leave my heart

To shrink and dry out - will they?

Will they open a bottle

Of the Bitter Liquor inside my body?

Will they pour it down

And let it float - freely?

Will they make my eyes

Close - too heavy with their pain?

Tie my legs up and take me

Back to the Cliff's Edge - oh, will they?

While I am looking at the

Aching Sky, all that I see is

The Western Star

And the Number

28.