Friday, July 4, 2014

Abandoned Chapters

I visited the abandoned chapters;
they had grown sullen and strange. 
The scribbled notes
as if a morose,
neglected lover 
wait for me 
to decipher his bitterness. 
I coax the words 
to enlarge their meanings. 
I cajole the mundane 
for a missing clue.
says the law of writing, 
another hour
perhaps two
lie folded 
amongst escapade tea breaks, 
In the loneliness 
of losing words 
and thoughts,
I pour over words 
and words. 
A leap years' pact hung above 
-Damocles’ sword.