Another Unending Oslo Evening


A place
and a time
where there is no darkness
only the all-consuming grey
of a damp June evening

Never starting,
never ending,
barely existing in very slow motion
without definition or purpose.

A dinner where the salmon is tasteless
garnished with a disappointingly limp salad –
Eating under artificial heating.

Will that invisible sun never sleep?
Will this interminable day ever end?
or will we just drift and doze
into a semi-conscious dream?
Dusk in unholy collusion
with dawn.

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