| Nemesis Woei Hern Gloomy weather is my kind of weather and you share it with another the one who is Judas to all and there is uncomfortable truce unwritten respect, grudge sheathed hatred veiled behind sickly sweet cordial hospitality as we sit by the window casting long shadows by the pale light beams long shadows covering doubts and apprehensions he sits, and he's all alone by his own wrongdoing I stare at the long shadows and think about who casts it I see his and I see mine we cast the same shadows over the same floorbed meshed as one much as I hate it there we were entwined and intangible much as I hate it our shadows agreed and we share speechless thoughts sitting and staring unwritten respect uncomfortable silence except for our shadows...... |