A Flicker Of Time
I heard a voice come from the way What it said I could not say The words flowed clear and sang out strong Yet my mind felt confused- it felt strange- wrong. A whole year passed from when you left where did you go? What heavily lit trail did you take? A moment passed, a breath, a flicker of time And I grew old, no longer watched by the blossom on the branch I am a single man with eyes behind glass A soul who should know better than to glance behind to see his full spine bursting with memories to try and look at the vertebrae of years And to distinguish which ones hurt the most To slip them back into place amongst the dull and placated The skin on my hands it is cold The childhood wasn't bought nor sold A naked boy pissing as the storks take wing A cello leaning with its tendril, its broken string The darkness of the television sets The mere blackness from the night regrets I can't listen to the sound of embrace I won't feel the pulse of a year