The Loneliness of Waiting for You, Love

I don't want to wait in vain for you love
I don't want to wait
Here we are
Ending what never began
At the edge of reason
Feeling lost
Turning every place
But which place to turn
Doing everything
But what to do

I'm waiting
On it
It having been done
Striving to accomplish it
It
What I've done
Doing what I shouldn't have
Having done it how I should
Knowing that had I had to
I would have lost you
Anyway
I lost you
Had to lose you
To find you
Are not you
Or at least not the you you said you would be

I don't want to wait in vain while you love
Something else
Not loving me
With the love that made even Eve
Even the eve
Of our temptation
Trusting our feelings
Easing logic and reason
To the cave of hushed treason
Trapping it between our lips
While we speak of
Things we never say
Never speaking
Except to say the thing we say without speaking
Loving the dead silence
Caught in moans
Of effervescent desperation
Desperately caught
Desperately trapped
While we wait on each other
To reach
The peak
We dived onto
Divided
I wait
Alone
For you, love

Drips

Drips
Falls
Slides
Settles
Tears, blood, faeces
Down, down, down
Down the legs
Soiling the pants

Pushed
Open
Taken
Tortured
Black days
Joined by memories of the pain
Broken
Again
The hymen of innocent shame

Manasseh: The Humming Bird Clown

She is affected but not defected

The Average Clown

She borrowed her words herself

created them stolen

She is what you made her

with the pieces she brought to the table

Black cheeks

Brown hair

The assimilated slave

Her locks have been straightened,

Her blue eyes painted

She has been cut and manicured,

moisturized and exfoliated.

She is draped with the ships that carried her here,

raped by the sons and daughters she'll bare.

Now she can work at Scotia,

the Average Clown you made her