Monday, October 17, 2011

Take it all away

you have hollow bones dear one
Who am I to cage you?
you were there before me and would flourish after my death
swimmer you are in beggars tears
Oh the lucky beggar,
for he has his ocean of tears

I don't have that
Dried eyeballs scrape against my eye lids
your ashes never let me close them
devastated eyes
these are red eyes with brutally sheared nerve ends

Every word I wrote had you you knew well,
how to cage those words in your blossom
Now that you are free,
so are my caged words
 I toss my metaphors up and they bid me good bye
they were yours from their birth

Why did you never took me with you?
why did you feed me my meals?
when all you had was the last crystal of sugar?