Emotions wasted
patience tested.
I fall from my
cliff.
Privacy explodes.
leaving its debris
strewn across my
mind's plea.
I crouch and evade
the quips
and attempt to salvage
these ruins of a charade.
I dream
I still dream.
But even dreams
Cry with nightmares.
These fiendish nightmares
a poisoning stain .
I ponder with fate,
remembrance detained.
My hand quivers
with enlightenment.
Dawn surprises me
the moon a sliver.
Stars light unlit eyes
to see
before them
clouds in guise.
The eyes circle in fast
spiralling fast
falling
on conclusions last?
I breathe
I breathe in the sweetness
of moonshine
forgiving
and yet I feel
obliged to decline.
a moment more in this charade
and I shall lose
the intent
of my serenade.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
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