Disappearance


1.
Who could voice from lips the language of Gods,
and stay not in recall’s room yet unloved,
a sailor who dreamt of bridging the wings
of earth, the blind man who stood the sirens
and stayed cold and recognised on the shore.
2.
I swung in the rain within Hades and
torched the warrior’s burgh in windy Troy.
I cried over the misery of a
stone forgotten me, a solitary
woman in solitary confinement,
the sun of a day warped, a skeleton
waving, a bird in the pink afternoon,
my sigh sparkling towards the horizon…
3.
Fires shrieked!
Lord! My chorus burst forth
and all wishes evaporated
into the all-seeing, faded margin.
4.
Storm raging inside,
my head aching out
a grain of salt
in this driblet of blood.
5.
Et Vous… pagans who gnawed my manuscripts,
listen to the wind of centuries
tangling the strings of a gaggle of pissed off gods.
6.
Unloved, peckish heart!
Rainy absence on the shore
becomes my name!
7.
I saw these images
on the bloodied road:
first: me falling to my knees.
Second: back on my feet, struggling.
Third: the lips of Judas.
8.
Words speak silence,
not lust nor curses,
emptying in darkness,
fragmented, apart.
My nothingness announced.
9
Everything was said,
phrases like
crushed glass
in the mouth,
heard only as lies,
if heard at all.
10
As I trudge through the light-trickled night
I wonder why, is it just me,
my heavens, my restless darkness.
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