Inadequate Explanations (Damned Abomination)

Heartache cast dumb forever-abomination within
yet never an adequate explanation from start to end
End? Did forever succumb to the ravishes of inflation
or did it jest in the name of soaring flight? Deflation?
O despicable track leading to where ever that one light takes
with blinders on and gourd-ed to a corner. Tears awaits.
They follow the cheek's outline and drip saltily to the lips
yet in all the fodder of the false visions I saw on the tips
reality's truth hid behind a joyous lie. Forever was too short
or did my innocence allow the sensors to be out smart.
Sit? Surely you jest. Pain forces one to take a stand
rise and peep behind every stone. Waving the hand
as if a blind man reading braille making damn sure
he will not misinterpret the shadowy words once more.
Singing songs of heavens to be. And what is heaven to me?
Died a sudden unmerciful death. Songs burned, you see.
Diva, flickering flames of flowering flags flaunting fastidious
primma donna like soothing massages. Pleasures insidious!
Singing your song tho' out system of earth yet raising hell
spreading your incense of jasmine, casting your magic spell;
leading the troops like a pied piper twiddling that flute
then taking all your toys and vanishing like stolen loot.
Fear not though for in my recovery from this stunned shock
cloaked in the of armor of "thou shall not touch", like a rock
and with reflections of seething pain reminding me to look
before accepting the bindings and pages of that caring book
I shall get more of an answer than the feeble nesting need.
And constantly remind you of the "fact" you planted the seed.
Please note: my forever remains in tact. A beginning! No end!
I shall remain as your loyal servant's servant. Perhaps a sin.
Progeny raised and thy self on the highway of sensation.
Flourished happiness died a sudden death. Dammed abomination!

 

Del Cano 2004 September