Surviving Mauritius

Rise

Here in the rise
We shade from the sun
Evade some light entity that will eat our soul

Fall

Here in the fall
We feel the cold
we are weary and old

the street lamp poets
howling like their pets
The despair quartets

Descent

Here in the shadow
In the corner of the door
I watch unwatched

Here in the shadow
I stand awaiting
The end
Weeping on
Stupid things

The sublime and the bold

All around a drop of ink

Little ants gather to eat the gum

I find my way among them

I find my way between the sublime and the bold

Perilous travel among them

In the world

The days are longer at the end

The nights are colder

I remember the shimmering

The beauty and the colors

I also remember the first shadows

The pain and the desire

When we first saw light

We first learn fright

When they see light

They are blithe

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Filed under: poetry - @ January 21, 2025 10:40 am