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Desire And Guilt, By: Niall Quinn

May 2, 2025 by Niall Quinn

Desire And Guilt, By: Niall Quinn

Desire and guilt are
Ghosts manifest – trade-
in-hand closing doors, open-
ing casements on winter’s
Day in the spring, locking
Gates-to with a reassuring
Accidental snap : primary
Steps in sticking mud in cold
Fields of an eye-adjusted, brain
Calming light in the yellow window
Breathing, slow definite and In-
Finite silent sliding doors sadly,
Locked eternity in step.

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