If
I voice all my desires for you-
If I force open my clenched fists,
Unfurl my toes,
Shake open my set jaw,
Unconstrict my heart-
If I force open my clenched fists,
Unfurl my toes,
Shake open my set jaw,
Unconstrict my heart-
Will
I be free of them?
Will your weeping ghost
Curled inside me like a foetus
Then finally find peace
And leave?
Will your weeping ghost
Curled inside me like a foetus
Then finally find peace
And leave?
Before
it does, will it remember
To put everything back
Where it was
So there are no empty spaces, no vacancies left?
To put everything back
Where it was
So there are no empty spaces, no vacancies left?
First published in New Reader Magazine, June 2018.
4 comments:
Put everything back?Not possible.Such is life.
But your poem is great.
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