For she who needs must remain nameless
You’re going to bugger off
That’s certain
Unarguably
It’s a great hole
In my life
A big one
Workmanlike
Smooth earth edges
Golden clay
Tanned (lightly)
Moist
Deep
So I can’t climb out
I know this because I dug them
When I was a kid
Lots of them
Lots
I got into this hole alright
Now
I can’t get out
I know a lot about this hole
Because
Because
Because
I dug the damn thing
Myself
(Pardon my French)
I’m happy here
Will remain so
Even when you’ve gone
Soon gone
(Bugger that, too)
It will remain
Open
This hole I’ve dug
Forever
It’s not a bad hole
I don’t grieve for it
It
Just
Is
Carved deep in my flesh
More than sketched
And in the midst of cruel compassion
Inked, hard-arsed, like a bunged-up navvy
Yet stippled by that rainbow
Dappled
This life, now vacant, but devoid of its full stop
Goes on
More
There is seepage
Into my soul
The rush will seep from it
Down to the base and it will
Dry and crack
The sweet smell of life
That bespoke toffee-seasoned aftertaste
You dress in
That elusive tantalising mantle
I relish
That pushes me away
That lure that says
Go, but please come back
Don’t stay away too long
Am
I
Hooked?
You might say that
Hooked like Maui’s fish
He matau
(There’s some enchantment in this whole thing)
My jawbone aches
Like hers
Did
And
I am captivated
Wish you
Prosperity
Fertility
Safe passage
Yet I am
Still
Mahuika
From whom you plucked your fire
I am burned
Then
By my own
Fire
By
My own inferno
By
My own longing
By my own desire
We
Illuminate
You and I
They can see us blaze
Horizon to horizon
Like the sun
You
I will know
Time without end
I
Can
Live
With
That
Live without you
There will be no tears
No word
Needs be written
The odd verse
Odd
Verse
When the heart overflows
I dug the thing
I will not fill it in
dykiegirl 