I
Words are so powerful
they can rip the stars
from the firmament -
get all tangled up
and glitter there, lost
among our heartstrings.
II
Kicking the leaves
down the pavement
I question everything.
We are older now.
17 years older.
We are old, yet new.
III
Have I really lived -
grabbed everything
that came my way...
having once felt
the insistent breath
of death against my cheek?
IV
Is there an intoxicating flavour
of happiness
of happiness
I will likely never taste
without you,
without you,
and I will crave it?
Is this love selfish?
Would fundamental structures
break inside us, if we leapt?
break inside us, if we leapt?
V
I raise my face
to the icy wind
dry latent tears
behind my eyelids.
So much to gain,
a separate life to lose.
VI
I was never one to cast my dice to chance.
My gut and heart clench with certainty
yet my head rationalises, and thoughts
circle like birds on the sky.
I clench my teeth and my fists
on a decade's frustration.
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