Ahmed Maiwada

They Ask About You - Poem by Ahmed Maiwada

Since those ten ways I have trekked
To forget you
Bowed to your routing face, old  

Memories - impetuous mice, have sniffed
Me out - the dead
Wall of flesh against their access  

To the senses. My eyes - their gateways
Squeak open in
Panic, banged, as they pour into me -

Cold waves down a valley of wool. They
Pour my sleep into cups
At table, blue notes spattering on the  

Fabric of my thoughts, as they toast to
Your mouth - the cup,
They say, that poured chilled bottles

Of words into the Heart - the ears yet
Unwet. And in
Harsher tones than the midnight famine  

Asks about meat, they ask about you
Wondering the absence of
Sense riots since you walked out my door.

Comments about They Ask About You by Ahmed Maiwada

  • Rookie - 24 Points Yoonoos Peerbocus (11/11/2012 9:24:00 AM)

    wondering the absence of sense riot-----i select this line as it could tug together all the other lines (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 11, 2012

Poem Edited: Monday, November 12, 2012

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