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Streetlight Sestina

March 5, 2018

Oh tell me darling what it was you heard
When you heard my voice calling out
In the glow of a streetlight in the rain
He beckoned to you while I begged you to wait
And I can't see, is it his hand you hold?
And were they my lips that you read?

 

Oh and I swear I never would've read
The words if I knew how they'd hurt
Numbers and letters dug a six foot hole
In my chest and now I can't get out
I'm anchored by my lover's weight
And I grow fearful of the rain

 

Oh and when the kingdom rises to end her reign
And her flags burn bloody red
I'll wait, oh on my life I'll wait,
Upon the parapet for her
And long after the pyres burn out
I'll keep her torch to hold.

 

Oh but she never saw him at his whole,
He was already half-drowned by the rain
And she never saw the things he's now without
The water washed away all there was to read
And when she lay her head on his chest she never heard
His heart, and he never felt her weight.

 

Oh and now he's calling out to you to wait
Now he's begging for you to hold
Back the waves, hold back the herd
But they stampede when you give him the reins
So you let go of all the letters left unread
And disappear as the streetlight shorts out.

 

Oh and if you get to thinking of what you're now without,
Know now you've gotta carry the weight
Of the love poems you never read
And see the floodwaters filling up the hole
Left by a sillouhette in the rain
And forget what you may or may not have heard.

 

Oh and did he realize the weight one heart can hold?
Oh did she see the words spelled out in the rain?
Oh will you read aloud the things that you hurt?

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