hyperēphania

she flicked the worms up beneath creeping skies
to light my way, twining back to her side
like wriggle-stars mining the coalface gloaming

she asked me if i wanted my freedom
i answered her nothing and i took instead
my leave, i left, a glowering ember

shambling ramble, a lurching man
i wrote pain on her tummy and worms sprang forth
i tripped on my laces, pitched into the dirt

then i stowed myself to a far flung land
in time to drink despair and salty water
through a lump of sand and keening shame

thus every language has its hidden soul
counting worms across the same dome of sky
i’ve jailed myself back where i first began

 

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2017

62 thoughts on “hyperēphania

  1. My heart ached reading this: “through a lump of sand and keening shame

    thus every language has its hidden soul
    counting worms across the same dome of sky
    i’ve jailed myself back where i first began”

    This is beautifully crafted and packed with raw emotion.

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  2. I can only ever dream of writing poetry like this. I’m still sifting through posts, and it seems this could take days/months! Thank you for visiting our page as well. I am hopeful we can be as successful as yourselves.

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    • Hee hee hee! Basically, a guy and a gal get into an argument. He’s wrong, won’t admit it, and leaves. He realises his pride and how much he’s hurt her, and feels a tremendous sense of guilt over it.

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