A Heartless Encounter

Aloud, read the dark, brooding man:
"Watch the embers burst into the catacombs of my soul.
And I do implore…
I do implore that you guard your heart,
For these embers will destroy the core of you…
Leaving nothing but an empty shell…
An empty--"

“Kind, sir.

Can you tell me, have you seen my heart?”

I inquire.

“I’m afraid I’ve not seen your heart, my dear,
 For you’ve no heart to see.”

“No heart to see?” 

I gasp.

“Pitiful girl,

Your heart’s been dead for years.” 

He says coolly.

“Dead… for….”
My head throbs,
My vision blurs,
And I can feel the overwhelming ache of emptiness

Free itself from the shadows of my soul.
“Years…”
My heart’s been dead for years?
“Is that why,
No matter how badly I wish to love another,
I never can?”  I ask.

“Afraid so, miss. 

Love is once in a lifetime. 

Lose it, and it shan‘t be found again.” 

And then he just turns away…
Turns away as if…
As if we’d been discussing something trivial,
Something as trivial as the…
Weather and,
Mumbling candied words of the existential

Faintly to himself,
He fades into the background
Of the busy cobblestone streets.

Though suddenly,
Almost violently,
Everything began to make sense.
I wasn’t… 
I wasn’t capable of love anymore.
And I haven’t been…
For years.

Oh, yes!
Very clear now.

In this lousy moment of my absurd disgrace,
Ludicrous tremors of laughter overcome my body,
And I don’t bother to fight them,
Nor to hide them.

 

Strangers might be staring, 

But there's no use in pretending…
Pretending to be what I’m not,

….And what I’ll again never be.

Author's Note

Just a little something I wrote last night while listening to The Ataris and Alesana.

Reviews

[Windy]

Whoa, this is intense. Being told you have no heart. Afraid I dont' believe that once you lose love you can never find another though. Can't believe it. I like how you told it as if a man was reading a story and you interupted him. I liked the small touches of imagery you added, cobblestone streets, dark brooding man. You did a good job with the world of love and loss and how it can make you "crazy". It's a good write and a good read. ;)

[Kaleidoscope Apocalypse]

Wow..

This was a great piece, my love.

Your imagery was amazing and you picked a very unique way to describe your piece.

The flow was amazing and it certainly piqued the reader's interest.. Or, at least, mine..

I really liked this piece. You knew just how to write it, just where to end it, and just how to say everything exactly the way it needed to be done!

Amazing write!

[Michael X]

Raye, this poem is beautifully written.. I really like the concept and the double assertives which accentuate
the emotional intention- the division between heart and love.. and whats to say the heart isn't foolish..
I wouldn'y be doing this work justice if i didn't say i loved the way your worded the projection in orginality
describing what it means to abandon the idea of never loving again and whats to say the heart won't come

back in light of desire, passion beckoning, yearning for affection, there are many aspects to ponder in
light of the meaning- for example-- the idea of being broken and never being put back togther- but does anything
truly last forever--surely you will fall in love again.. because many times love will choose who it wants

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I so can relate to this piece. I've been searching for my heart for years, lost it on a trip to Saint Louis once. Haven't seen it since.

Great images, and unique and wonderful way to discribe loosing the ability to love. And how realizing that breeds insanity.

I enjoyed reading this!
Great job!

Ashley