*Emerald Desire*

just because we are here
that doesn’t mean the path is real
it could be an illusion
that walk between the trees
that emerald desire
– a hunt of vain

and the thirst
quenched at the well
overfull with yearning
perhaps was a deceit
a simple trick
a fraud
which life preserves
within the archive of its own
like an ace
you only think you have
inside your pocket
yet in fact
it’s filled with naught

for what is worth
when life like sand
keeps on  trickling through the fingers
unstoppable
and cruel

ruthless to the end
like a vengeful woman
it will offer the sacrifice
putting it like in triumph
into the skeleton arms

so
just because we smile
that doesn’t mean the tears
are gone
it could be unbreakable
that leaden mask upon the heart…
***
© Eclipse 2012

Image by CG Pirate

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