what remained within: the same death on prayer.

…noticed their claps, their fervor.       The applause after            
and then noted the time of each one's departure – wrist-watch finger tapped            
as each transit of their leaving  struggled up the drive.            
     what remains …. remained after this fucked-up speech – for what-ever damned lord it  could ever  serve.            
that a lantern should flicker   hell  and its  staircase into this ballroom                
Making sure that it was no   coincidence      of what   remained in this over-bearing room    
    could  any one   … would one be enough to notice            
or look away            
at those who flicking ash of cigarette onto stone immolations            
     would remark a  statue's sway in a lighter's light            
… remained after         a posited    feathered  breast of eider, patent leather              
mirror   stilettoed marble  floor-marks            
    my own lark,    cuff-linked   month of May portrait,              
     a pseudonym     -      oh trysts with  the tailor                      
    the trust in  the  tie ‘ knot            
      and  Japanese scents              
guarding gardens,   their  lure of home            
 and gulls flock in my eyes  as they blink          
      of the  ever of  letting-go, its under-currents turn the gaze, alert   attentions            
 boar-wild. of  intentions that do not spark the fire            
                            in the fire place of this room              
                            a key  for  some other……            
locked partitioned room, hidden away in other fingers of the house            
  its lock lays,                     away from the main  building;            
  corridor of corners,… cornices candled,   of the gable ends,                  leading through,            
these thoroughbred oak-wide  doors,              
through wing to the room            
and torn-chintz amd laced curtains begging to be  swept open  in the morning            
    breakers  possessed from the multitudes            
from all the hysteria of all            
      how can I  keep anything to  myself    
keep any of these thoughts to myself        
make them go    
like the sun              
 become  burning         before they become revoked.            
Written by fields_broke
Published | Edited 9th Jan 2020
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