Slowly and brutally the unforgiving floodlight of truth
Lit up the night sky blue.
And a voice within me said
“You never loved anything in your life, not even yourself!”
Shivering, there is no place to hide
on the harsh infertile plain that is my life.
“But my dreams were that of love” I stammered
As bits of amalgam fell of shattering teeth
“Dreams are easy and let you escape the responsibility
Of caressing a heart in love.”
“For you love is a word that rhymes with dove,
so dream, my lovely, till the last bird has flown away.”
“See a shimmer of days ahead, walk on the dusty road
Of frigid love and wait for Thor’s hammer to fall.