LARGE View On Black
Why I do not see here the ships
With sails from the Southern seas?
Why there is no wind and I cannot hear the waves?
All I want is to leave and be with you forever…
My house is like a stone tomb
I feel daft and blind
And I can only see that winter night,
This fear of black streets where you go away…
the picture taken in Bermonsey where the old docks were converted into the dwellings...