Tuesday, October 30, 2012

falderal





















calloused skin
calloused now
tender once
responsive too

not any more
not any more

calloused care
calloused love
calloused conversations

calloused like
cold weak coffee 
in a tea cup
with a broken saucer
an absent pout 
and an uncomfortable handle

chapped flesh
chapped now
ready to rise, once
even at the slightest hint 
of anticipation

not any more
not any more

chapped optic fibres
chapped digitized images
chapped bytes, never taken

chapped like
the autumn leaf
with toothless blades
collapsed veins
and a defeated midrib

numb arms
and numb legs
lifted once
spread-eagled  too


not any more
not any more

numb medication
numb marrow in the bones
numb dull throb

numb like 
the wishing well
at the centre of the skeletal town
decrepit 
with wishes lying at the bottom
stagnant lost forever paying
the cost of a dead dime

this is it
this is it



is it?

wish it's not
thinking it is

knowing

nothing

calloused 
chapped
numb
desires

being sadistic
with themselves

sad with pleasure
happily sick with pain
longing 
for an outer body experience

pathetic
compilation of dead living cells
their temerity
such self-love
incredulous
all in vain

this skin
this flesh
these limbs
are broken

but never can they 
break free

try if you have to
try
drill the callous
shred the chap
cudgel the numb

and all you'l still get
is a broken 
piece of you
further 
broken into two

this skin
this flesh
these limbs
are broken

but never can they 
break free