For Ella*… An Epilouge of sorts…

August 2010 to April 2011

Word for word,
We beat the love
Out of each other *

Like hammer –
Blows crack rock,
And water-
Wears granite
Smooth-
Day by day,
Our rage poisons-
Everything.

Memory is –
A wound kept raw; closure is
An uncertain salve.

The End. Sigh

*Line shamelessly purloined from Yousef Komunyakaa’s Once the Dream Begins.

6 comments

  1. LG · May 17, 2011

    Interesting….

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  2. Tomi · May 17, 2011

    Sounds very painful and sad! 

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  3. Kafo · May 18, 2011

    ummm
    ummm
    i don't know what to say
    so i'm saying
    ummmm

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  5. Myne Whitman · August 12, 2011

    Not a good one.

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  6. Seye Kuyinu · August 12, 2011

    hmmmmm! nice lines! In fact they are already birthing more.

    RustGeek, where have you been?

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