Poetry

David Adesrael
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29 january 2013

To Pistis

Although I'm not here, neither are you.
Could you then hijack my heart,
And guide it to somewhere new?
Somewhere where the pages aren't torn apart. 

Somewhere where my eyes wont dismiss 
The faint elegance of your passive life
Or the gentle nudge of subliminal bliss
As my wrists are circumscribed by this knife. 

Would you then appear? As I disappear? 
And  recollect the fragments of time 
I lost to you, all because of fear. 
Make them wonderful again? Make them rhyme?

Maybe you did it once before,
I really don't know,
perhaps you'll do it forever more. 
Until at last I'm out of the shadows. 
 




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