and suddenly we start to feel
the weight of the word, forever
press down on our minds,
thoughts, assumptions, and
crippling existences
the very last hour
like this- arm in arm,
or whatever you would like to
call it
the final moments
of our union;
the split occurs here
suddenly, we know fear
and realise that, we had
never really been scared
before our amalgamated clocks
began to tick away
edging toward the end
it was meaningless and empty
back then
it was just about screaming
and exuding steam
like Victorian trains
stuck within concrete tubes
on the most tired day lived
no we know
both of us, twine as
moon and night
sun and day
what the world feels like
soon as emptiness begins to form
in the shape of each other's aura
so we hold each other so close
as if infinity would somehow
begin to move through
our joined arms
as if we could imprison each other
in the thing we were trying
to build
they won't understand
what happened to me
that night
the poet's fail at it
and so do the wise
but I can tell you do
by the way you bat your eyes
-Raeez Jacobs
©RaeezJacobs.2012.Poetry
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