Opustena by Franz Kline (1910-1962)

Opustena by Franz Kline (1910-1962)

As soon as darkness falls
I am split in two
One part jovial hostess
One part reluctant ghost

When darkness falls
I am not as lonely as most
People don’t have parties anymore
So little touching these days. So little.

When it falls
Thoughts blow right through you
Wind on fire
Shut out by heavy sighs

It falls
So short– this darkness
You depend on
For sweetness and solace
a bit of candleight