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01 December, 2004

Night - 4

Good Night, love.
I am still here;
sleep well.

Good night, love.
Sleep, though there is
that corner of curtain curling up,
as warm death peeps into our darkness.

Good night, love.
I am still here, but there she is - warm death,
her rosy fingers lifting that corner of curtain -
and she holds her fire, waiting
as she's waited this quarter-century.

Good night, love.
Don't fret, I am here.
But warm death is waiting at the window,
tugging at that corner of curtain, signalling.

Good night, love.
Do shut your eyes.
I am not going anywhere.
Only to the window, just
there and back.
She waits outside, warm death.
And she's been so patient; it doesn't seem fair.

Sleep well, love.


(C) Annie Zaidi, November 2004.

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4 Comments:

Blogger jaygee said...

need to know what led to the writing of this?

02 December, 2004 12:30  
Blogger jaygee said...

need to know what led to the writing of this?

02 December, 2004 12:30  
Blogger Geetanjali said...

It menaces and comforts with the same stroke - I could feel a chill coursing down my spine, even as the imaginary hand caressed the tremors away...

02 December, 2004 18:44  
Blogger annie said...

thanks geetanjali... and j, how do i tell you where this comes from? if i could tell it, i wouldnt write it this way.

03 December, 2004 14:44  

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