Should I blow out
that passionless flame?
Do I dare disturb the universe?
I've smelled the haunting fragrance
the one that circles round the nose
and traces the face
I've smelled it in the air and it
Lingers, never dying
I've tasted the staleness
In every word they speak
In every breath we take
Staleness in every kiss I received
I heard music playing softly
the tune of an eternal dirge
playing softly for us all
Death's little love song
Walking, I've heard among the
stolid crowds
Whispers of what life is like
Above the bustle and shouting
I heard distant whispers, calling
In short I was amazed
The fingers touched me
so cold, cold as death
they caressed my hair
they shouted in my ear
they shouted sweet nothings
they felt pleasure, passionless
and alone they left me
Stinking of disgust
Not happy or satisfied at all
Do I dare? Do I dare?
disturb that universe?
to break the shielded sky?
to breathe freshness?
to blow out that flame?
Do I dare shatter?
Can I shatter? That stone cold column
I've seen the deadness, the lost expressions
I've seen all
Don't formulate me
I can't be pinned down
I've already begun
I've felt the static
in everything I touch
It shocked me
and sent warmth into my cold pen
I descended the stair
and found it easier to walk away
I've walked unlit streets
and heard the calling whispers
Hinting, calling me away
Do I dare? Do I dare?
follow the whispers
Do I dare walk away from
the paved path
Do I dare deviate from the course
I've celebrated the seasons
and found them empty and tasting of pepper
Not sugar coated at all
I've celebrated them with
thin expressions fixed to fat faces
Do I dare blow out the flame?
I've watch time slip by
slowly like a damned river
Time moved slowly but we moved quickly
and still time beat us all
I've felt you all dying
Your essence slipping toward the sky
Do I dare? Do I dare to fly?
And I've heard those whispers
calling me away
Do I dare stay?
I've seen the lights flicker
so quickly it's hard to catch
I've felt the pull, I've felt the attraction
And I question, is this passion?
When all you have seen is one side
How can you file us away?
When my skin is dry and cracked
that is when I'm soft
I've seen the angels dueling
Heaven losing it's peace
I've heard the door closing
and the books ending
I whimpered "I'm afraid. I'm afraid!"
Do I dare? Do I dare follow
those tempting whispers?
I promise you I promise
I blew as hard as I could
do I dare blow harder
Should I watch the slaughter?
And lying in bed I've heard them
whispers calling me.
It raised the hair on my neck
but I turned and ascended the stair
I walked in the door.
And with their blank stare, they gasped at me
They told me to shave
They told me how to behave
and when I cut my chin
the white arsenic skin, had the color of red
Do I dare to cut
my Samson hair?
I've heard them on unlit streets
I've awoke to burning skies
While they all told me lies
Do I dare have Medusa
turn upon me her stare?
I've been trapped in the spotlight
Watched all alone, poked and examined
And even there I heard whispers
Do I dare run away?
So when I finally turned to
see who was there whispering
My eyes met my eyes
I heard whispers no more
Do I dare turn away from
that mirror image?
Should I die in your arms?
Would that set off alarms?
Will that flame ever perish?
Do I dare set fire to my soul?
Should I burn more coal?
And when I awoke
to that cruel cruel joke
I didn't question why
I didn't dare ask why.
May 28-29 1992
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