There is no way
I would see you again

your inattentiveness
and insensitivity
are appalling

If I had wanted
a companion like you
I would have
taken a stroll
through a graveyard.

Cold marbled sky
numbs the pain we carry
on nameless streets
where
tight-lipped strangers
curse each step they take
and legless cripples
hold out torn paper cups
so close to our lips
that we become intoxicated
with the suffering
oozing from their presence.

I have been a soldier
since early time,
my sword concealed
in passing
but, you,
saw my hidden wounds
and cleansed them
with your caring.

I am not alone

Images and pretense,
wind and rain
walk hand in hand
with me
this cold sober eve

They whisper to me
cruelly
of a warming beating heart
once full of love,
no longer able to feel pain
in its numbed corridor

I can no longer stand
these endless lies.

Everything has been written
so don't ask me
for progressive ideas
any longer,
the revolution
is history

the real change
is taking place
in my mind.

Everything
is changing,
I catch myself
wanting
to hug a stranger,
it would be like two friends
embracing.

Fear touches me
now
as you pass through
my warm cloak
full of ancient lies
and I feel you warm breath
next to my heart.