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| throughout the day, their shadows stitched to my side rippling and shifting in the changing light of time they lift my spirits the sun warms my face once night begins, they dissipate one should stay two could stay one tries to stay but the dark keeps them away |
| i hold my statues face in my hands wiping away her tears i rest my head on her shoulder wishing i was strong enough to hold her as my now aching head leaves her arm i’m made aware i’ve left it warm a small result for all my trying was it truly worth all my crying? the only impact i feel returned much less than i’d felt i earned my statue turned to me and splat my statue fell and crushed me |
| i hesitate by the dustbin my hand, expectantly waiting commands to dispose but i ponder, pose, froze surely i would hear the fire sigh ‘trayed lovers he’s seen too many a time but to leave this print to its own content i fear it would strangle me with its contempt had we been on level terms surely what is yours i could return but the price ive already paid and you’d made it clear you’ll not speak again to use a pigeon would eyebrows raise why should i resort to these inbetweenways? curse the poets and romantics i scorn their symbols and schematics why is it they complicate géibheann, piégé, checkmate like a parasite they’ve crawled and now refuse to move deep inside my mind they call everything i do too true can i just be rid of reflections of you? |
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