Thump, thump…
I’m here, I’m here,
But where is everyone else?
Thump, thump…
My heart beats alone,
Nervous, compulsive,
In a house where no one’s home.
Hello? Is anyone there?
No one answers,
Not even echoes in the air.
Thick layers of dust
Veil the furniture
Like an ugly bride,
Soon to be widow in which
No one takes pride.
Oh, Apollo, Aphrodite,
Arrive in time
And show me how to be.
The silence is coming,
It’s coming for me,
To swallow me whole
And spit out my bones.
It’s coming for me,
It’s coming for me!
Where are you Aphrodite?
Where once there were memories
Now lay enemies in the dark,
In which fear lives to haunt,
And love sits in taunt,
My innocent imploded heart
Which lay in tatters on the rug
Of ugly green,
Beside my father’s rocking chair,
Still rocking on it’s own,
Eerily as if he’d just gotten up.
Maybe a ghost of what was,
Doing what it does
And as it’s always done.
Oh Aphrodite,
After ages and eons
You’ve arrived too late,
With too little to say,
My fear has eaten,
And now I live alone,
As bare bones with no hope,
As a skeleton of stone.
Efforts to Be Free 