Nameless

07.11.98

Nameless, you shall remain
for secrets too dangerous to reveal ~
So I whispered jokes to you
did you hear
or were you too tied up in the inhibitions
of work-place secrecy?
I never asked for forever ~
So, the little boy of your heart
heard my voice and trembled
afraid that I might be 
all that he needs ~
Coward!
Go peddle your visions of solitude
somewhere where they will be bought
for I know
it is just your fears screaming the pain ~
Do you not think I see and comprehend?
Do you not think that I am just as frightened?
But, you did not ask ~
Will you run away
when I might be the only woman
as twisted and strange as you?
Here, I finally find you
bad boy, rebel child seeped in goodness,
only to find that you are too frightened
to try life ~
Oh, how that saddens me ~
Though you know it not, work can not be the excuse ~ 
But, you hear my voice
intelligence battling hope
are drawn to the complexities of my soul
against your good mind
and must run away before
there is even a chance
to see what memories we might have made ~
Coward,
I weep for the fear
that keeps you in your cages
and keeps me from knowing you ~
I whispered jokes to you,
did you hear
or were you too afraid?



© 1998, Tara Tambollio