Slight hurts and forever

Slight hurts across the shoulders, hurriedly towards

the devotion preserved somewhere

in the silk, they come and take away it all

when lips fail much like her tests, which tasted

your time, and your sayings, she gets

a final feeling, she can’t explain

I am ploughing the field endlessly, in

search of a child, my child, where I left him to

see him change into a diamond

Hearing him again and my hands fall short

reminds me of a failure, one more, just short

of an end, a final feeling

The bricks go- to pieces, one by one, in your brain

and you pry into the debris, confused,

murdered, what happened

The streets laugh at the shattered house, I am

comfortable watching the thievery, with

the gentle numbness along

A final feeling, to the dreamland, to the surface

And to some heart, nothing’s forever, nothing

except the final feeling....forever