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By Ali Date: 2003 Sep 30 Comment on this Work [[2003.09.30.04.01.26874]] |
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Good intent is circumvent, By the loss, the Fall-- A sometime loss of innocence That took away my heart; but Common sense and recompense Are hardly called for here, And you may (and will) batter my heart As you see fit to--three person'd god Or devil, as you are. There is a very thin skin Beneath this fire in my eyes, this bravado In my stance, this pride on my tongue-- Once upon a time, I would've felt this, simple, Without any shame or sigh, but look And how you've raped the silence. I wonder, what would move you now? I cannot be here and not be honest, But I am otherwise undone, choosing Hope to be my unlit guardian, as if I knew no better Than try and hold a thing like smoke within water-- But I have not learned these lessons well, Too concerned am I to break this stance, this spell, So I hold my ground in this tragedy, and follow through Regardless of this painful fear--this sinking in my skin, This beating in my heart, this screaming in my soul, The repetition of an echo-- There's nothing left for you here. |