Without Me

Without Me

I made a promise to myself – To become famous:

Not for money, but for Art….

The wanting has grown long sinuous roots and become Ancient;

a deep tree from which Words Cascade – brief and delicate.

Springblossoms breathlessly summon parables,

Settling as dust does on one’s skin; unfolding

an Unforgettable gaze of beautiful eyes.

 

I will not let you go.

You promised me the art of the possible

I gave you desires enough to fill the Universe.

Intimacy?

An engrossing challenge for a world in which it now

Plays to virtual galleries –

A meditative climax: No more than the trading of stenches

Kinships crafted by a shared toothbrush…

You approach heartbreak with a precision tool

And inseparably utter the cascading syntax

Of an emotional truth: You cannot love me.

It is an absurd discourse of alienation,

which collapses between squeezed embraces of relative strangers-

On what are relative matters of love and

Endurance!

Full blooded, full-bodied and lascivious with Rage,

Step with me into the twilight of kisses, where conjugating

A mental breakdown, we may taste each other’s authenticity

– Just one more time.

I am not afraid of death, not afraid of that fractured blue hour of Being;

Incarcerated at birth, I was caught by Life and dangled: a

Cameo fiction between image and idea

– A feast for photographers of moral disaster.

We all carry with us portable kisses, sunk to the bottom of haphazard intentions;

Unclothed, even God would want the Emperor’s new clothes…

         What are you looking for?

 

Me?

I was re-issued on double-cassette and got sifted out with the rest

Of life’s technological redundancies –

I have given up Staying Alive just as

Others have given up cigarettes.

 

You’re laughable with your misdemeanours and

European imagination.

I prefer death from poverty.

 

I have no voice remotely connected to the human heart.

What’s done is done in life’s book of love.

Marauding, unearthing – ours is a dying language

Yet, I will eat your sins

 

Were you to promise:

    “To never live Without Me?”

 

 

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Renée Sigel

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