Saturday, March 26, 2016

Pause in a headlong rush

February 2016

A blur
Familiar
To the
Myopic

Fading
Into grey
Unyielding
Concrete

Rushing headlong
Fast forward
Straight
To the end

And then
A pause.
Breathe.
Hold.

I forgot to exhale
Sentences became longer
Cadence slowed
Ploughed in, snowed under.

One second passes
Only once he blinks
Mellowed, floored,
I live a waltz.

Now mesmerised
Then fearful
I will, alone,
For languor.

Let me rest
I beg, fervent,
Let me savour
Let us be.

The habitual frenzy
Unwills
Makes merry
Skips ahead.

And I wrinkle
Fade faster
Burn brighter
As the last embers

Of a dying sun
That wishes instead
To live. To love.

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