there are eyes that refuse to exist
in the fresh air – they are invented
by the lies of paint or make their mark
in a memory that had a truth
to feed on but only by distortion
right now they sell a dream
i’d like to see the back of – they come
with a whole body rippling me apart
disturbing me with echoes of a flesh
so many layers down the light derides it
why can’t i grasp it now
this love’s reverberation of a sound
that tunes me deeper than my marrow
but runs from me when wanted to be real
(today’s a dried pool whispering of an ocean)
the eyes (unreal or not) persist
life is at base such unreality – it stirs
surfaces through pretences who i am
each a wash of wish (its listless traces
the febrile flickings of a tight core’s ends)
i’m struggling now for safety
want something from these diadems
this old light scores in me – these eyes
cradling me as i look through them
(won’t let me go and i can’t let them)
beyond love they cup aloneness
they’re your eyes but my at-one-ment
(more to sing of than i can fathom)
sensing them calmly’s the ripest pain
these eyes so poignant they daren’t exist
(Rg Gregory)
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