Evening Fragments

Remembering, huddled round a candle for warmth.
Skull up on stage, burning red, howling out songs.
Smatterings of applause for a flute.
Giving way to warm silence.
A saucer of blood standing.
A night full of talking that hurts.
Under a blanket on the floor.
Legs wrapped around, hands all over.
Sound, one moment into the next.
Like waking from a dream into a dream.
A box of coal, a ring of gold.
Loss of love, a broken heart.
A window to somewhere private.
Opening.
An opening.
Can you help me?
Help me to get home.

DKE