Your face inspired the letting loose of the ogres of spite
From your feigned naivete the silencing of a thousand flutes
You widened the chasm between me and my paradise
The gap between the eastern and western strands
A hint of betrayal on the whim of affection loomed
A raging brightness that blurs and blinds totally
A nuclear head riding a blazing rocket running berserk
Carving its imprints of quicksands and bottomless sinkholes
Obliterating the clam diggers and the sandpipers on the sand
While I lie on shore with blackened and crinkled skin
Bleached skull and big bones emerging from crumbly ash
My soul flying off without bidding goodbye from the residue
Eddie Roa
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/qualms-2/
