Litanies of the heart I

10 August 2016

Photo by Nicola Davison Reed

Withered heart, hardened skin,

Time marches on

Dragging our bodies to the Sun.

The day begone, bygone the charm.

Sweetened lips, your tender youth,

You run afar

Hauling us off to the bell jar.

The day begone, bygone the charm.

Saddened sleuth, forgettable kin,

We bleed you away

Memory in slumber, will never neglect.

The day begone, bygone the charm.

Maps on strips, vigorous embrace,

Grasping my heart

The day begone, bygone the charm.

The day begone, bygone the charm.

And the world will turn, your eyes intact,

Stories resembling yesterday's lives.

And the valkyries will sing no stars aligned,

My lineage lost, your urges denied.

The day begone, bygone the charm.