Where Shadows Fear To Crawl (Стихи, не вошедшие в рубрики)

It is the place where shadows fear to crawl,
Filled with the absence, sanitary white -
Or is it snowy white? First, took a fall
Until there's no way down. Next thing - this site.
No fractured bone, no bruise, no slightest scratch -
Dead? Surely not - hell couldn't look this way.
May be a dream. Or - maybe - I've been snatched,
Yes - snatched by UFO. Well, guess I may -
Still hardly can be certain. I am lost,
Engulfed by light. A weird place to dwell.
Looks I must find some shade at any cost,
For only thing that's dark here is myself.

17.11.08 Michael Star Feive

© Михаил Стафеев, 17.11.2008 в 13:07
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