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The unbearable heaviness of being
My undisputed stature of an old school sentimentalist
sure used to get the laughter going round after round-
not anymore now that you are invisible behind what
appeared to be first just a smoke screen and turned
out to be the endless debris from a supernova and
we were the twin star constellation once upon a time
You were the northern star in the blood red sky
a new element in the periodic table of constant
recurrences that had come down to be known as life
you see upon contact you ceased and got replaced by
a shade-a recreation that I came up with within moments
that seemed to stretch ever more in the face of
my failings-I see the very core of my own undoing
we were like oil and water upon reanimation time and again
All the wailing-whining-this loathing-losing-loving
fragments of newly formed memories on collision course
with the solidified crust of the erstwhile magik we had
once at our finger tips-in the fallen eye lashes and space
in between our lips-trapped pearls within the oceans on
our faces-now weathered-scarred-shadows of an era bygone
we were the twin lighthouses in the dark once upon a time
I let you find me in downward spirals as I pealed you
layer after layer after layer-after I created them with
my stoic indulgence-you see-we created each other up in
the amphitheatre of our minds and then drifted towards
the changelings of innocence of each other forgetting
the brutal realism of our flawed existence and as for
the dog amiss in the setting-what of love-life?
Image courtsey-Chet Zar
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