I Wait

In the twisted melody where all falls into the gutter

I saw it but did you see it too?

Have you ever seen something like it?

A bleeding man in a false platoon.

The arabesque chiaroscuro, it played to the night,

The strobes of light evade my sight,

But where were you, where were you?

I beckoned, I called

But you remained in the budding grove

Refusing to recall

How the sun has passed and into the night we come

How the white lilies have bloomed

The young child has awoken

Yet you do not recall

Why do you do this to me?

Why do it at all?

I waited, but now

on the other side

I shall wait

for your call.