Genesis

We walked together,
hand in hand.
I didn’t want to show but,
You wanted to know…

The abyss was still there
at the end of the road.
The full-stop to brazen dreams,
desires and hesitant hopes…

You wanted it all, the ugly,
nothing-but-the-real, didn’t you?
There you go: see the pain,
hear the silence.

You take three little steps forward
and see: the emptiness,
the oily uncertainties still
floating…

The stench of loss,
the fear of unknown,
all huddled together –
a soggy baggage from the past.

You stagger back,
struggling for a hold.
The doe eyes searching,
for a rationale untold.

I mouth those wordless
truths of my existence –
This is who I am,
This is where I come from…