Lights And Waves

Lights And Waves
The Night Muse

Friday, June 29, 2012


I saw you
Your scars
Your festering wounds
Your whites, blacks, reds and blues
The mountains and the valleys
Your seas and your skies.

I saw you
Goo and stone
Placid lakes and stormy oceans
The open rafters, the boarded doors.

I touched you
Soft and hard
Your chords, your nerves
Your smoothness, your bumps.

I smelt
The horrors and the victories
Your sweat and your blood.

And I heard
The screams, the moans
Gasps and your groans
Through your fingers and your eyes
I heard a jarring melody.

I sneaked in
To your hollows and your brimming cups
The length and breadth
I navigated without  a map.

And I left your overpopulated town
With its forced company
And its unbecoming sanctity
Dissappeared into the dark
Of grey territories.

Just another road sign
A diversion from the highway
To the concrete consolation of the grinding gravel
From your marshland carnival.

And left behind half a mind.
The rest comes easy.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Margin Love

Back again to haunt
Me in my territory, you
Forgot your way around
My town – melting
Time and colours.

There you are, in the corner
On the margins, silent.
A dark shadow – melting
Into nothingness, as I turn
To look at your features, dissolving
Into the surroundings.

Against the wall, by the table
Dark bulb overhead, casting light
Ghostly and red – melting
Into a pool of
You, stranger.
And stranger.

A warbling rock song, some leather,
Kohl and a seedy bar, and
You sulking in the corner.

A damp dusk, some garden path
And a polite exchange of words with
A shadow already
Melting into the darkness.

Mundane radio alarm
And blue black is blinding white.

Four unread messages and one missed call.