I DREAM IN LONG SENTENCES

I DREAM IN LONG SENTENCES

I DREAM IN LONG SENTENCES  

? Farouk Asvat 

 

I am a little sad

(As I always am):

 

I gave my love away

In the misdemeanors of youth,

I gave my life away.

 

In the clear light of night

The pain of life

Is worse than death,

Than torture even,

Sometimes.

 

Breaking stones together

In a foreign land

There is no desire

For possession

Only the need for affection

 

But serene or severe

The scene is set:

Fate has more to say about our lives

Than oppression.

And there is nothing that the stars

Or ideology

Can do to save us.

 

There is nowhere to go from here

But crawl into the silent pain of desires

Into the sad dance with words

Frolicking on my tongue

Tangoing in my skull

 

So I dream in long sentences

In short stories that unwind

In lines that weave around me

In oldfashioned cinematographic reels

In poems that descend from heaven

Or spiral up from the garbage

In sheets that wrap around you

And wild scenes I vaguely remember in the morning

In science fiction

And fabulous fables

In dubious love stories

And tedious epics

In unwritten sequences

And silent musicals

In charcoal sketches

That fill up

With watercolours

 

I dream about you


? farouk asvat

 https://faroukasvat-poems.blogspot.com

 https://www.dhirubhai.net/today/author/farouk-asvat-52a6b642

 https://www.amazon.com/author/faroukasvat

 

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