So Hard
To fill the blank spaces with words
These many days, these many nights,
And all I kept seeing
Was you.
In the loops of the 'Ls',
In the upturned arms of the 'Us', your shadow;
You slipped through
The curves of the 'Ss'
And I saw myself
Crucified on the 'Ts'.
So I tore them all up
And played music all night.
I tried so hard, so hard
Not to skip the rests,
And yet
Lost time, as the E strings
Drew patterns on my fingetips
That once traced
The lines of your shoulderblades;
And the music bled
On the frets
Beneath my fingers
As I tried so hard, so hard,
To forget you,
My words, my drifting music.
Labels: poetry
6 Comments:
Welcome back alex.
This I think is your best. :)
And "he" sure is a lucky guy ;)
Yes, indeed. Welcome back. This was exquisite!
Long time, no see... but worth the wait, I guess :)
so identifiable!!!! ;-)
thanks a lot everyone :-)
Your clear demarcation of stanzas is interesting - the way you've played with letters in the first stanza and with concepts of music in the 2nd stanza. Quite nice :-)
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