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Falling into Darkness
Waves of urban sounds - street lights flicker,
Feeling small and temporary against the midnight sky glitter.
Caught lonely behind high-tech walls of communication,
Stumbling upon words in verse-re like la-lal-lation.
With cold air creeping down my back I halt a shiver,
Trying to see it clearly; that metaphysical river;
A flow of soulfulness out from each windowpane:
The strange familiarity of the transmundane.
Looking for myself - I, a dirty footprint in the snow,
Eyes travelling along insignificant details 'in vitro':
Sleeping office buildings; unresponsive, frozen aquariums,
Passing small out-of-businesses, kiosks and solariums.
And there amidst absence and obliviousness I fall !
Blurred, smeared; hands on the ground... or a wall.
Looking up with disbelief; why was I here? I ask,
To attempt perfection - to carry out some wondrous task?
With so much ugliness and cruelty, what was I to restore?
Out of breath, heavy shoulders, threads of thought at war.
Paralyzed by fear of fear, and toxins in the air;
Quivering with disbelief, inside me death's confrére.
That darkness, epitomizing fear,
Suddenly it has come for me;
Suddenly it is here,
I, the felo de se.
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