Wednesday, October 20, 2010

TREASURE


I had kept my love
Hidden
Underneath my skull
From a time unknown.

Last evening,
When I dug the earth
With a piece of finger
And a tray of words;
To unleash a pirate’s treasure
To present it to you,
To you my dear.

With the days and nights
Sighs and whispers
Pains and wounds
Wind and breath
With the angels and demons
Fighting to leave a mark
On this tattooed earth,
Brushing their teeth
On the treasure
The gold had turned in to clay.

I hold it
In my shrinking hands,
All rustic-fragile remains
Of an ancient heart.
Smell of acrid roots filled
The space between you and me
You looked down at it
The dark mass,
Feeling disgusted
Humiliated
But you managed to
Put a smile,
Where a sad lonely moon hung
From a time unknown.

Now,
I am burying it down
Underneath my skull
Under grass of the pavements
We walked in silences
To it’s native place
Until the last piece of me
And last piece of mine
Remains.

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