“…poetry makes nothing happen” -W.H. Auden
A wish to kiss your eyelids &
the heavy weight of images
Guillotine quick & clean
in the most golden morning light
we’ve ever seen in our lives,
nothing but beauty would survive;
light without darkness means nothing,
so maybe joy needs suffering.
Is there even any memory you
would want to lose?
poem is impotent
& yet still it persists:
to take those heavy images
& leave you only with those that help you
All Gods die a quiet death.
Only silence survives when nothing is left.
In the struggle of existence,
even the winners have to lose.
The odds are always against us,
no matter which side of the line we choose.
Martyrs mistake dreams for pretence,
but nothing exists that makes any sense:
Just pretty pictures to paint over & protect.
The frayed remains of two daydream decades
listlessly slides glass beads across
are so delicate that they break
& the shards are lost to the permanence of
the day walks away toward the West as
each sunset colour elides the other,
a blue creeping twilight
& shrouded moon
a widower leaves flowers
at the grave of a secret lover.
Ignorant of all but their game,
the frayed remains
see nothing but the broken glass,
in a present moment
empty of all content:
with hollow bones.
Dragging behind you every decision
a ragged procession
of skeletal marionettes;
decaying bones hanging limp from
they dance the maudlin, shambolic
parade of your existence:
the weak blue
The track was carved too shallow to follow
but still remains & always will;
water warmer than blood & a bandage
of elastic bands & any paper
to be found proceeded by dreamless sleep.
In the morning a red-stained scene
of failure & a shame deeper
than the track that missed its path by an inch,
& lead instead to survival.
Weeks passed without a word
until, where the track ends
something was discovered
to be beautiful & trembling with life**,
in unknowing defiance of winter.
Then a morning came when
I awoke to the smell of your skin, &
that the journey would never be
until the time was right
& the endless night would arrive
in due time.
*New Dawn Fades – Joy Division
**Three Peaches – Neutral Milk Hotel