Thursday, 12 October 2017

The Danger Within




This sea            filled with raging suspicions

polluted by the debris         of 1000 amazing inventions

not one in which I could believe

were you caught
in the firestorm of a million
conversations
or lost
in a dying admission

because just one thing I can show
and that is I am here                          
without you                         
alone
               
perhaps                 

just as it should be

but in our graveyard of
convictions
one last night
of fading ambition

your promise on the end of my fingertips
and it falls
it falls

daylight a shade too deep

I want to know
one day I must know

was it ever thus?
the clouds mirrored in our eyes
the end of apology
the apocalypse of
us


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