The Multiplication Table

You are an unfinished dream

worth dying for

in the spite of loneliness.

You are a word worth killing

before it falls out

from under your eyelids

that are too heavy.

It is difficult to understand

from which side

the stale wind is blowing.

It is hard to believe

that the body is too heavy

to choose the right path

at the crossroads.

Ever since I believed in your hope,

death took offense at me

and left me to die.

I do not want to express

those thoughts in which

I am immersed.

The promises slowly separate

the body from the soul.

Before you crack your last tear,

remind yourself that prayer

includes more

than the multiplication table.

Reviews

[M. J. Smith]

Knock my legs out from under me! I don't get everything here, but wow! Reads like lost love or unrequited affection. Elements of addiction. Just... Wow!