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banshee poem by andrew lovatt on deaddrunkdublin.com

killakee roadsigns : a.lovatt

 

s i g n p o s t

by andrew lovatt


i didn’t ask
your name
knowing it well
and more
than the topography
of your unbounded
capacity for
deception
i asked his name
for a good
reason
i asked you
for a sign

i know your
peaks & valleys
the strange curve
of your mind
the myriad fears
you hide
in the crevices
your deep scar
unforgiveable
unworthy
broken heart
& how it engines
your limitless
passion
for ruthlessness
hurt be
hurt do

i asked his name
not his topography
nor details
of his psyche
but really
to see
if you would
put up
a signpost
something
to point the way
you saw
our dialogue
going

in the end
you erected
a new tower
of betrayal
pretending
to care
but obstinate
in choosing
to protect
your love
keeping his
name
whole & secret
this is
a special signpost

our signpost
is blank
pointing
nowhere
and you don’t
understand
how this
can be so?

turn it slowly
in your own hand
and point it
to your own truth
& let that be
your road
you have
in deed
not word
already chosen
your path
it was your sign

i am
already
at another
junction
waving back
silhouette
greeting
a new horizon
becoming
a dot in your eye


soon
these words
will also
fade
into a
silent
signpost


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newbridge : 23.01.02

 

 
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