Friday, August 28, 2009

Ghost of Venus

Vaguely faced like a vandal at large,
Her ghost remembers now lovelinesses.

Variously crazed as though in a festival,
Her host reconnoiters lonelinesses.

But she faces me unabashedly,
Naked to her bonelessness,

And I accept her unashamedly,
Naked in a shower carelessness.

"D'you remember the days when you'd undress me?"
"I remember now, but those were nights."

"Do you miss me at all, do you miss me?"
"I remember always, you and our fights."

"When will I see you again in the flesh?"
"Perhaps when I die. Don't expect a blush."

"Goodbye now, my love, see you later."
"Perhaps today, in a wrecked elevator."

Then, she leaves me. Unashamedly boneless.
I can accept that now, that unabashed carelessness.

Now, vaguely unfazed as a vandal at large
I remember her ghost, miss its loneliness.

Vainly dazed, as though in a funeral,
I fumble her locket, cry on a comeliness.

May 16, 2007 - August 28, 2009

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