It Is As If……

It is as if this
edifice
is fallen
crushing my
chest.
Christ in Concrete,
inspiring coal dust

It is as if
trapped in the whirlpool
between Charybdis and Scylla
life is sucked away

It is as if
the bullet –
fired decades ago –
has found its’ mark

An ice age settles
on this field
Poppies
gone
fallen
Thyme
gone
burned

Wildfire
runs through
our teserak
Silver-leaved boughs
gone,
ashes

Staggering
disarmed
wounded
Alone

Where to turn ?
Nowhere
Talk to ?
No one
What to do ?
Nothing

Destruction abounds
Comrades, gone
Troy, smouldering
Walls, collapsed
Helen ?
Helen !
Gone

Thousands took the field
All, my love,
all I would gladly fight
for you,
now gone

Wandering
in search of home
of my Penelope
Jasmine
Helen

Escaping the darkness
of that cold, dank cave
Noman

Abandoned
by the gods
Allies, gone
comrades, slain
In search of home

No home
No country
No family

Penelope
my Penelope
Can you recognize me ?
Do you know me ?

I am the one who came to you
from a millennium
past
I was yours
I am he
who sailed for years
for you
And you,
no more

We
are no more

How to breathe
How restart this heart
How cauterize this
ocean sized
wound

How to live
halved ?
This Noman
noman

Kafkaesque
man-dog
howling at the moon

How to live
Halved
What hope ?

While I know your love
there is
hope

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11 April, 2013

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I am Noman
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