Our City of Dreams!

And in the afterwards

when the kisses ebb away

I take a walk

through the painful polyps of nostalgia

on the heaving streets

of our city of dreams..

their tentacles bind

bind my desires

and a billion fragments

come a-crashing

echoing, along the still backwaters of my heart...

My breath goes seismic

my pulse, defeated

and I hear

the mourning gurgles of my heartbeat

waiting to storm out

and scatter

alongside the petulant polyps

on the deserted streets

of our city of dreams..

The sound of bones

thunders out of my body

as my spirits walk naked

and surround the palpitating polyps

on the lonely streets

of our city of dreams..

Stripped of my existence

I reach the nadir

and the gates shut hard behind

on the weeping ruins

of our city of dreams..