Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Working

I work,
In my heart,
My job is not my work.

My job
I do not carry
Like my dreams, my focus.

My dreams
I keep safe
You know them better than most.

My focus
You keep straight
I need you in that way.

My job
It will help
My dreams, this focus.

My focus,
It will help.
My work, My dreams.

My dream,
It will help.
This longing subside,
This pain that I hide,
My drawn-out life,
Until I am...

Until I am there.

My Friend Masquerade

My friend,
Subtleties layer up
A knit
A weaving
Of non-truths
Of masquerades
Of grieving for you,
for us;
Your game.

My friend,
I no longer see
Your heart
The laugh
meant for us,
not them,
the men,
the boys,
the fools,
I see.

My friend
It's gone;
The hurt,
The need,
For peace,
For us,
Your destruction,
Is ok,
i don't bleed.


My friend,
So long,
Thank-you,
Goodbye,
You laugh,
You pull,
You grab,
You wrestle,
You laugh,
You look,
You stare,
You wrestle;

Keep wrestling,
You'll grow weak
You're scared,
You're small,
Laugh and pull -
They follow,
momentarily,
They're not yours, though.
So wrestle,
they're not yours, though.
Wrestle, Laugh,
Still they're not owned.


My friend,
What can you do?
You've laughed,
Ok,
You've pulled,
You've grabbed,
You've wrestled,
But they're gone,
They have their own minds,
They're not yours to own,
You look.
I can see,
You know,
I can see,
You can't stand it,
Me,
Her,
I'm untouchable.


No pulling me,
No grabbing
No wrestling,
I don't battle
I'm ok
I can see
Once everyone's gone,
You're left with just me,
You can't face it,
Laugh.
I see.

My friend,
how long has it been?
This laughing?
This game?
The grabbing?
The pulling?
The tearing?
The battle?
The wrestling?
Knowing I see?
Not facing me?

The mask,
Masquerade,
The game?
Masquerade.
My friend,
Masquerade.