Jonathan O’Farrell on Sudden Denouement
Sudden Denouement Literary Collective
Not to remain in any shape,
removing the real flesh,
body,
actuality
of the warmth
of my exhaled breath.
Seeing to it
that
I cannot
and will not
now be confined
to a box
within another’s life
like, let me see –
a fondly remembered
dead pet.
As you took
my breath away,
so do I
now.
You have provided well
and amply,
regularly,
assiduously,
dry material.
Tossed in from time
to time,
a spark,
even flame.
But how could it catch
a heart still aflame itself?
I have unwillingly
and in a retardent fashion
taken now little pieces
and so,
laterly,
unwittingly,
too long,
scraps.
And the chafe
of your intent;
chafing,
It rubs.
Heating yet cooling
in the reality of this,
half life,
I fatigue
like a light alloy,
metal.
Half,
something else,
darkened and tarnished
love.
Now,
let this
be our byre.
Let’s willingly ignite all,
past…
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