Moving On
June 1999; 19991129-0008-06
There was no way around that swirling dark circle
of tears, tears, and silent regret worn like full plate armor
Impelled was I
like some knight, faith wavering
with a geas I could never understand
like a starship speeding into the gaping maw
where no light escapes, and all dreams end
like Odysseus, caught in the whorl of Charybdis
as Scylla bites and snaps
Shattered into splinters,
my soul lies torn open upon the cold, grey sand
as the quantum foam flows through my quivering fingertips
I am gored upon your flashing sword
I was warned
I did not heed you
Looking back at those tear drenched memories
the stillness and the silence
Trapped by my foolishness against the steel around your heart
Like some kind of nightmare
where I lie broken and pinned by a boulder on my chest
Wanting to escape, yet knowing that to struggle would only do more harm
Looking back, wondering,
I still feel it
whatever it might have been
I had given it a name, deep inside my heart
and I've been wanting you to name it all these days
so I might know,
so I might at last live,
so I might go on
and think of you as just a memory.
©1999 by Victor
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