falling, at mach speed

black are my tears
soliciting ennui
a raven’s cry breaking
the silence of my heart
no longer sweet and innocent

to my pain
comes a yellowing numbness
unforgettable moments
blur my vision
I cannot turn them into
simple nightmare

there is no more welcome
to the never-land inspired
by your kisses
your body heat
your sensuality —
that’s inviolate now
as well as your smile
which bears a never-ending
rictus of I told you so

these blessed illusions
of perfect harmony
made my soul buoyant
and turned me into
a believer of love
and a victim of hate
oh folly!

your sticky need
abused my generosity
my innocence
my youth
mocking, you let me fall
into your arms
my illusions spent
until you dropped me
from our seventh heaven
at mach speed

I dream away the years of falling
waking sweating
as I remember the pain
of your black and blue eternity
which should have been so perfect
it has rotten my soul to bleakness

lie to me
lie with me
take me in your arms one last time
and give me the chance to say
I still love you



falling, at mach speed
[2007.28.2…b]
Written for the Shattered Poetry Contest