Sleep Speak and Pain

Sleep Speak and Pain

A Poem by C Peril

The pain was infinite, like the ache
of a parting kiss between lovers 
who - though deeply enmeshed - 
know they're set to walk on two 
separate paths for an Eon, for an Ever 

The pain was a poison... a sudden sense
of every fibre and thread asking
for the escape of a black, slumbering 
death, quickly transitioning between 
realms in a release 

to something unfathomable 

The pain was a loathsome thing,
spittle and curses and shrieks into
the stifling air 

The pain was a predictable companion,
the voice in the head of a hiker, 
speaking despondency and saying to 
just give in, capitulate, lay on the battered
Earth and wait for the mists of a rain

that God gives in time 
to return the world to a foliage,
a fruitfulness, a honey, 
an endurance ... a belief 
that smells like Given flowers 
fragrant to the Meadows of Meaning 
where skulls are jewels 
signposting the seer to 
the above souls of no more bitterness

No more pain 

© 2023 C Peril


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C Peril
C Peril

GY, Humberside, United Kingdom



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Creeping quietly towards 30 years of age. Based in Nowheresville, England. Writer (if we're being liberal with the term). Reader. Hoper. Believer. Lover of music and LFC. more..

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