The hall was open Well lit by the intruding sky Peeping from the roof Like dry tongue behind a lie
I remember being here Since forever was yesterday
My heartbeats echoed when my footsteps went quiet And the walls watched When I shifted the silence Like a decade old calendar (Tick Tock but it’s not a clock) For I heard that death in the desert Comes from weight of the ship
Ah, these dark thoughts Burnt cognac on charred cinnamon Keeps me awake For these festive ashes Are kohl for my eyelashes
The piano plays Her faded ebony and darkened ivory But the tune is not twofold It is syrup in syringe It is grease on my hinge Making me murmur and mould my moves To her jazz and her blues Till I saw light in the dark Her flesh flint and my soul spark Oh, and did I burn from her breath Do I roam now as wraith In this hall that stands stilled By my heart that was sealed When she held me and said: I am naked and you are afraid But dare not clothe me For my love, I am sea I have whispered those words Which for even memory weren’t free
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