[Antenyx]

James

there i am smoking
drinking my life away
murmuring your murdered name –
and the feeble prayer
that a desperate sinner
sends hopeless to the stars

perhaps you know my nights are crowded –
the excruciating thought
of what may have been
of what was not –
your polished face and tiny curled up fingers
the lashes i would have counted
the feet i would have kissed –

your glassy gaze
has been freezing my days
tortured by your stainless
innocence
impossible forgiveness
stolen dreams and laughter

no river in the world
no ocean
will ever wash away
the blood on my accurséd fingers
no music cover
the silent weeping
the song of love and longing

i will forever
be some hideous lady macbeth
wringing her blood-stained hands
sending you to a crib of death

Lou Maan Melquiades

[November]

J'ai beaucoup aimé la tendre noirceur, la sombre passion de ce poème portées par de puissantes images.
Magnifique mariage d'Éros et Thanatos !!
Amitiés Poétiques.

It was thrilling reading you...