SOMEWHERE
somewhere beyond
the trying times
folding tears
into earth and wine
cranes nest
along treetop posts
lambs die
on the rocks below
killing innocents once again
foisting lacks upon their skin
with a knife edge home
and a wandering slit
bloody crosses on children's lips
(pray)
you let go of all the names
we used to describe sorrow
and I picked them all up
to shore up the ever-growing hollow
they left behind...
mixing them with my own
diluting sadness into brine
until there was nothing owed
except emptiness and time
strangers gaze across the street
hobos lag with bloody feet
staring at tomorrow's flight
blinded by freedom's night
they somehow all just disappeared...
now just a set of rotting teeth
inside a hungry child's mouth
(hope)
persistent memory slips away
a plastic smile saves the day
another host
another boast
then you leave
and go away
(faith)
a lonesome soul's muddled toast
spirits dribble down your court
to eventually jump and score two points
dissonant notes
shrill hellos
a parting gift
for a broken soul
(sex)
generic fears
wasting sin
blotting out
screaming tears
seeping through the dying dream
creasing sharp the callous seam
to flatten out your paper soul
bereft of life's daunting toll
you said there is no time to waste
that we are getting old and gray
that all our thoughts are impudent
and never what we want to say
counting down instead of up
its time for you to just shut up
(justice)
you've forgotten who you are
but remember every word
of who you're not
someone else's helping hand
plying loss across the land
I want you to tell me
about every member
of your family
living and dead
I want to hear the years
pass in warm numbers
ripe with lives unsaid
I want you to remember...
instead of forgetting...
everything we knew
(act)
I've returned.
I'm here to stay.
And I will leave nothing alive.
--akm
© Ara Mgrdichian
the trying times
folding tears
into earth and wine
cranes nest
along treetop posts
lambs die
on the rocks below
killing innocents once again
foisting lacks upon their skin
with a knife edge home
and a wandering slit
bloody crosses on children's lips
(pray)
you let go of all the names
we used to describe sorrow
and I picked them all up
to shore up the ever-growing hollow
they left behind...
mixing them with my own
diluting sadness into brine
until there was nothing owed
except emptiness and time
strangers gaze across the street
hobos lag with bloody feet
staring at tomorrow's flight
blinded by freedom's night
they somehow all just disappeared...
now just a set of rotting teeth
inside a hungry child's mouth
(hope)
persistent memory slips away
a plastic smile saves the day
another host
another boast
then you leave
and go away
(faith)
a lonesome soul's muddled toast
spirits dribble down your court
to eventually jump and score two points
dissonant notes
shrill hellos
a parting gift
for a broken soul
(sex)
generic fears
wasting sin
blotting out
screaming tears
seeping through the dying dream
creasing sharp the callous seam
to flatten out your paper soul
bereft of life's daunting toll
you said there is no time to waste
that we are getting old and gray
that all our thoughts are impudent
and never what we want to say
counting down instead of up
its time for you to just shut up
(justice)
you've forgotten who you are
but remember every word
of who you're not
someone else's helping hand
plying loss across the land
I want you to tell me
about every member
of your family
living and dead
I want to hear the years
pass in warm numbers
ripe with lives unsaid
I want you to remember...
instead of forgetting...
everything we knew
(act)
I've returned.
I'm here to stay.
And I will leave nothing alive.
--akm
© Ara Mgrdichian
