The Last Stanza
(title pending under indecision)
I face the earth,
you face the stars
you face the stars
and in our faces linger the yearning
of ageless hours,
of fraught sunshine,
and tangled moonbeams,
and the rain choking,
and the humiliated coffee bean.
I smash the earth in your face,
you smash the stars in mine.
I go bright with disgrace
and you grow dark like the sun never shined.
We claw at each other with the nails of our heart,
we don't know how to part, my love,
we don't know how to part.
We claw
and we wound,
deliberately we beat
and we hack
and we wring and we strangle at every angle.
We pull and we yank
and we slit and we stab.
Our follies have scarred every limb
every joint,
every smile we shall smile
is stitched with a thousand lies.
We groan and we moan
and we kick and we prick
and we smash-squeeze-shove-screw-PULVERIZE!
But you never die.
And i never die.
Why all this fuss, my love,
why all this fuss.
A flower loses a petal,
but a flower does not bark.
A flower does not bark
in daylight
or in the dark.
But listen to me shriek, my love,
day and night.
One loss of love, my love,
and an eternity of fright.
What's left of you sits beside what's left of me.
We don't know how to part, my love,
we don't know how to part,
as petal-less flowers bloom in our heart.
Ayushma Regmi
Ayushma Regmi lives in the outskirts of Kathmandu and likes to think of herself as a villager. She dreams of a world where people don't have careers or passports and where everything is without a name. Always looking for a job but never fully employed, she juggles her time between university lectures, dubious kitchen experiments, Scribble Wibble, and V.E.N.T! Magazine. If things work according to plan, Ayushma would eventually like to open a school in a real village somewhere in Nepal where she can teach, learn, grow her own food and milk cows. Contact her at ayushma AT ventzine DOT com.
( Feb 6th 2011, 12:26 PM ) says:
i get it.
( Feb 8th 2011, 09:02 PM ) says:
nice..
wow. how does anyone write like this? its beautiful. i do not pretend to understand all of it but nontheless, i love it. the flower analogy is clever and touching. hope to read more from you.