desire
Posted on | October 3, 2007 | No Comments
bone tired and with a logjam in my brain,late in the night,or early in the morning,i lie down on my bed,finally waiting for sleep,but sleep doesnt come,instead you do,to talk to me,to taunt and tease me.and i smile at you,and tell you to go away because i killed you ages go,and that i no longer want any piece of you.to shut you out i take my phone and plug in my earphones and jim morrison shouts in my ears..”this is the end,beautiful friend”..and i close my eyes so i will not see you gallivanting in front of my eyes with that taunting smile on your lips, for even though you might be a ghost,you were once very real to me and i donot want anything to do with you now because you are a part of my past that i have forgotten.and yet i cannot keep myself away from you for long because the song soon runs out of words,and the next one is too bitter for me…comfortably numb…or maybe it is too close to home..so i open my eyes and turn to face you but you are no longer there,and yet i can here your voice calling out to me..asking me why i had to murder you and was i happy now that i had?i dont answer and you appear again,seated on the chair by my bed..all tall and beautiful and intriguing and vital in your scarlet robe that shines with a golden sheen and with the same mocking half smile and the same thoughtful light in your eyes and i can not utter a word even though i want to and you raise your hand and place it on my forehead where i feel it icy cool and sensation flows back in me again as you look into me with those infinite green eyes that always held a question but never asked them..your lips move but my ears are ringing,and i can not hear you..i hold your hand and look at you,half rising from the bed and you see the ache in my heart and the pining on my face and you vanish again as i am left clutching cold air in my hot hands…
you will go again because you were never meant to stay with me,even before i killed you..you were desire.
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