Leaden Dreams
for several years
we buttoned our skies
but the horizon collapsed quietly
anyway
i picked up the clouds
you dispersed through the storm.
inside the house without walls and bricks
i watched my solitude
pantomime me
while the river broke the dykes
gorged upon all your gifts.
outside in our forgotten village
by the stream’s ends
storks have caught death easily
with skeletal fishermen
i still row recklessly
catch sullied fish carelessly
return home
gamble with darkness
and tread not towards dangerous hope.
you were the one
who never believed in timetables
see how far you have gone.
do you recall dreaming untiringly?
across waterlogged bridges and infested marshes?
or
do you cringe thinking about dying paddy fields and jaundiced eyes?
perhaps dull sky-high apartments fare better than rich poverty
gifted by your clients after hours of intercourse
i don’t see how you’ve gone.
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