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Move on

The Sun let its rays go

The Sea left its surf behind

The Wind moved beyond all that it moved

The Earth forgot all that it held

And the Fire erased the entire story

 

The Universe was built

On the loss of all that was loved

And the apocalypse will begin

When the Universe forgets

Such pain and

Decides to move on.


Away

You were never here to bathe in my lust

You were never here to see me shed my fears

You were never here to hear me sing

You were never here to tell me I should move on

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We were always swallowed by a distance

Always away even in the same room…


Alone in the past

It’s like going back in time

To the places you’ve been before

But this time they are bereft of people

Empty of action

Silent in words

And there I see the ghosts of our past

Walking down the cobbled alleys

I see them smiling, fighting, eating, drinking

Just walking….walking

It’s a yellow town

And a white lie

It’s a rocky coast

And a sea with salt from my eyes

It was the shortest of lives

And the deepest of all

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To this place I will return

Without choice or effort

It’s here that I saw beyond myself

And fell into the abyss that you seem now

 

I might have clambered up the slippery walls

Into what the world believes is real. Practical.

But.

My soul wanders the yellow town

Alone in the past.


We

While the world assumes its focal point to be someplace,

The real events unfurl elsewhere

In the peripheries of eyes, just round the corners

Pitched battles over pitchfork issues

Come to a close when the Sun’s gone behind the lantana bushes

To scorch ground and sinews on the otherside of an ending.

 

We think it’s over, when it hasn’t even begun;

We think we are dead, when we haven’t even been concieved;

We fear we are losing, when they haven’t even begun taunting;

We decide we are the ones moving, when the Earth turns one last time.


I have…

I have your number and a phone without numbers to dial

I have your picture and an empty album

I have your voice and ears without their facility

I have your clothes and a body that fails to hold them

I have your breath and some skin that lies dead

I have your flowers and some stalks with prickly thorns

I have some tears and eyeballs that have dried up

I have more of my love and no more of your demands

I have myself and the knowing that you aren’t mine anymore

 

 

 


Not Even You

Nobody would believe my

Dearth of brilliance

Nobody would know my

Set, practiced lines

Nobody would feel my

Lack of inspiration

Nobody would hear me swear

In filthy bursts

Nobody. Not even you.


You have come

For the amount of time you take in arriving,

For the amount of pineapples, papayas and heat I feed you

For the number of days I remain bloated and in pain,

You have neither mercy nor courtesy.

You’ve come today, unannounced.

As always.

To shock me in colours red

And odours vile.