Apprehension

24 Jan 2011

Darius
apprehension
a single day now 
 since the language of his seraph tread upon his chest
 to propel the breath that so long for granted held him up
 reserved his vigour
 but now her pillow, sodden, exuded sorrowing perfume
 while his head ached
 and the voices of the children vaporously bounded 
 merging, melting
 only to be…
 … his own weeping in the empty home
from the duvet his feet tread upon scattered garments
 where toes curled to clasp that delicate, scented cotton
 his shuddering stomach cramped
 he lived again her words
 then breathed…
 …inhaled the stifling fog
 and ambled on with hesitant dignity
 to a dresser…
 … a mirror where he saw her roll below the sheets
 stretching out her fingers
 alluring
 warm
 deprived of his presupposed intertwined enrichment
he loomed with frowning fury
 captured lipstick from a drawer
 and painted upon his face a smile
 which fused and dissolved all those dispositions
 showing him the colour of his heart
 where a tear ran a solitary track 
 cutting the smile in two
 he the smaller trembling nook
 and she the wide and toothy grimace
he stared 
and stared
and stared.

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