And I know if I do say "Black"

And I know if I do say "Black"
It is eternal so
Each yesterday evolves tomorrow
Into a bleaker, weaker sorrow
It is infernal woe

These silences are thunder-hearted
I cannot raise my lids
To watch your quiet page perusal
Matchless turning to a blunt refusal
YOU shall not praise MY bids

But walk away as I once did
Deliv'ring your rebuff
You don't look back
Where I look back
Re-living's not enough

30 November 1994 (20:55:30)