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by Poet on the Piano   May 7, 2012


I was never one to lay like the cowardly dog
who curls up in the creases of mother's arms,
just to turn away from the familiar tail of night.

because everything that remains black,
remains known to me-

and the inhabitants of my mind
are waiting on you to reappear
so they can stop the night
from paralyzing my neck
forcing me to lay still in that embrace
that feels foreign without your heart.

all too well, I know I belong in dreams
but these nightmares may just make
me a defendant of you,

and maybe, just maybe
I will not mind this time.

May 7, 2012.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Darren

    Should tail be tale? (line 3)
    Line 7 should waiting on be waiting for?
    To me this about a couple, the man no longer loves the woman with all his heart and they are going through the motions. Maybe she is trying to convince herself that she can live like this because it would be a nightmare to be without him. I may be a yard off the mark here but this is how it reads to me.
    Very strong end, I like how it slows right down, maybe just maybe exemplifies the thought that she is trying to convince herself.

    regards

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