Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Reality Check…

That once looked so bewitching
Filtering dazzling lights -
Casting myriad patterns
On the walls… the ceiling…the couch.
The chandelier has slipped from the peg.
The inverse interrogative icon, inversed.
Posing questions…jagged.

Jagged shards on the floor
Beckon crimson drops from the feet.
Ones that are aching –
To ooze from the heart instead.
Trying to fuse the motley pain
Ones she nurses within…
The drained heart lies in vain, beat.

4 comments:

Jinx said...

Still beating?

Blue Athena said...

Drained... but beating :-)

Jinx said...

I thought so :).

Dan Husain said...

Stop thinking and just beat girls...;-)