Plead for a Siren’s Song
October 23, 2015 § Leave a comment
I’ve bawled a thousand seas,
and stopped– I still love thee
for time’s last tick that be, shamelessly, to eternity!
my body aches, quite literally
yearning normality, a night’s sleep
an early rise, a decent meal –productivity!
and so it does, as you would tell me to,
and oblige, I do,
though a world I can fool
but my soul’s fainting muse,
so bring forth the sickle and bury me
for this world is not a world,
without the power of crafted words
such, feathered and gleaned carefully,
and what use of me –a soulless body–
to dusts of stars all-over, if I cannot
form a sentence of simple decency?
if this be life, I forfeit!
deny me tomorrow’s sky
or hand me Writing’s address,
but afar, and in-between, I cannot comply.