You look perplexed
at this sudden silence
at this total blank out.
Perhaps you never noticed
the silence that blotted our living
the smile that strained the lips
we growing apart,staying together
of dried up channels of emotions
then exchanges,finally glances
of how we formed our own niche
of small un intrusive worlds -mine -yours
I got used to the silence
the peace and tranquility of non-pretense.
So should you.
Having long left those spaces
of waiting,of wanting,of dreaming
I found a slice of serendipity
of the self and its company
and I am loving it.
Scratching the sheen off her conscience
withered and sturdy with time
she peered for cracks
for little peep holes of emotions
of hurts, of this should not be me’s
of tiny rivulets of hidden shames
of bulging bellies
of sagging you know whats
not yet a home
no steady income
over the hill
down in the deep
a no-brainer all through
finding none, not a single one
she turned her attention to
the poker marked face
the marks,the deep pits,the freckles,the wrinkles
the mask was cracking?!!!
ha! she, the other jumped in joy
there it’s traces of hurt, the pinch, the twitch
& the mirror simply smiled oblivion.