This poem appeared in the first volume of “The Moon On Their Shoulders”. Shane read it to Emma.
Nothing happens here –
Since you went away
My days are burning so slowly, and no light I see.
In the shadows of our cave, I live like a beast
And I am thinking of the winds of your world:
Those that bend me
Those that tame me.
Maybe someday they will tell you about me.
Maybe they will tell you about the day
I stopped breathing.
Only the moon and I know:
I am no longer breathing.
Daily, they broke through those walls
That surround me – Yet, still they say: This would be life.
In the noise of the silence I wait for your voice.
But your laughter is gone
Into the space
And between us
Big nothingness – within me this void.
One says the moon would be a woman
She would reign over fear and dark dreams.
Since you’ve been gone, she lays down with me every night
Every single hour she digs holes and furrows within me
Like the waves of your oceans in the realm of storm:
She won’t give up.
But I, I am the beast!
I know: I only have to be patient
Until the night is over again.
But which storm will it be? Which storm will kill me?
Your laughter reaches my ears
Hidden in this fog of scars –
It dares to blame me.
As if I wouldn’t know the time for shadows
Or the time for light:
Giving you up for once and for all.
Every single night and hour I burn
In those thoughts of you.