The Beloved Of Two Requiems

 
Reclining in his indifference
that feels in the first dimension
there float the hurts
atop Primal pools

For pain is a cloud
an intangible wave
that reaches a shore
where no warm is found

There he’s separated by two eternities
as his tears abashed
trickle down and absorb
the walls of his frozen silence
which cloak and detour
the words at the edge of his lips
only the Third Ear could see

So he travelled those few hundred miles
to reach the broken silence
of his fledgling wound
whose closet daydreams
are comforted by white walls
like his often estranged mind

Then suddenly all boundaries are surmounted
as he hears his infant’s words:
Daddy!
an exclamation so momentary
but a second that captures a lifetime

Now twenty years have passed
of overextended aftermaths
where wants and needs
are still unfulfilled torments

And he wonders
he often ponders
where he erred
can an answer be found

Reclining in his indifference
that rests somewhere in twilight
his feelings are immured
in the reminiscence
of his own father
whom he never knew