Rose of Desire

There is a place afar
Beyond our proximate horizons
Wherein exuberance lies in abundance;
And dreams receive warm welcome...

But wherein its heart lies
Is mystery unfathomable-- giving headaches
And nightmares to great magicians--
Miscarry divination...

At dawn I set forth
Seasons come and pass; darkening vision
Many a hand crooked:
Dupe, taunt and draw me
To scary dark beginnings--
Broken and bleeding...

Dusk comes fast;
Still can't rise and move
I am sick of engaging loneliness,
I am sick of fucking angels--
Coming and going, forever!

Would you come with me?
Hold me, and provide sight
At last lead me there
Perhaps I shall rest;
Biting my share of joy...

(c) wafula p'khisa