Unstill
In
Lullaby
I promise
A kiss so silent
It will fall with you
Insignificant, yet unstill
Down, down, into darkness
Beyond streetlights’ white islands
Its’ un-kept pyres an’ broken-down engines
Into the dormant, deeply -feign of only memory
Drawing water slowly, from clouds beneath the sewers
An’ in its’ rain, so silent before me –dream, yet nothing to be
A very long time to be travelling alone -along, the same dust an’ star
Lay, darken palms upon me –prayers, taken ill beyond gods an’ of alter drew
Rotten, forgotten an’ begotten -understood by so many, yet really loved by so few
But a kiss, oh so insignificant –it can wound so deeply, an’ can sprawl up so blessedly
From the vastly, empty –to be with, an’ without me! So, with a kiss I will leave thee
As a rolling gravity –the insidious, in the intended dormant author’s accomplice
To help untangle the meaning of dreams–wake: along its bitter, an’ its break
Trumpets warming, from shadows once filled, deathly –cold, heaving
To tear the black from its back, an’ in moment –find quite breath
To rise with the angels, while wingless, and unbelieving
Sit with any man an’ share with him his grieving
Walk with them... all a bleeding an’ all a rage
Not, try an' unlock nor break open the cage
Holding, all judgement an' all emotion
Trusting the path -they had chosen
Then. In a lullaby. I promise
A kiss that is so silent
It will fall with you
Insignificant
Yet, unstill
Silent
Copyright ©
Francois Hillebrand
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