Mellan två ytor jag färdas
i dragkamp emellan polerna
Delat sinne i passet längs
hjärnan rör om i vågskålen
Utsträckta armar åt sidorna
greppas av hungriga viljor
Rökridåer ligger väntande
i bakhåll mot min ovisshet
Sömnlösa nätter i månsken
mot ljuset genom släckta rum
På ett schackbräde jag går
i tankebana i diagonal fil
På svarta rutor en vit häst
plöjer fållan för min färd
Ett steg fram, ett i taget
mot stupet på ett spelbräde
© Björn Blomqvist 2015-05-05
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Very nice and beautiful poem.
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