I wish I could inhabit
The darkness of your mind
Silent, obedient and unyielding,
A passenger, a ghost in a haunted house
Bricks covered in mildew
And a pond of waterlilies
in the yard...
I'd walk the long corridors,
Stirred by the echoes of your childhood laugh
That day you stole the watermelons.
Outside the window,
I could see your dreams
Clouds of all shapes and sizes,
Chased away by the night.
The crackling of the wooden floors
Would make me think,
Of the times you never sighed.
The wallpaper still soft at touch
Came peeling at the ends,
Like your skin in the sun
And hanging from the ceiling,
A hummingbird locked
In a paper cage...