ANOTHER DAY HAS PASSED

The smoky breath settles on the windows
once again, a city loses itself;
captive to the orbit of brick and mortar
I am the one alone on this perpetual stage of whirling time
seeping doubts creep
a flock of vivacious, gregarious females
leaps forward
geckos
looming towards me;
the heart burns in anguish,
scorches the flowery twigs
that blossomed in its orifice
a distrustful glance halts
stops short of the circuit of trust
once again inscribed in black and white
the charter of faith, special promise of love
renders itself into another contract
each leaf in the book of heart
is a witness
the book stands unread
scribble of the pen resounds
the voice of reason wraps itself
two names sunder and split
the long wait divides the terrain of the heart
winds break the silence
lights turn off
the household recedes into sleep;
another day slips past.