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Evening

a day in the life

by kitoba



Evening



1

I dreamed I heard a thousand voices
singing in my soul
But my own voice sang cacophonies
A thousand maddened braying donkeys
A thousand screaming monkeys
drowning out the choir

I tried my best to tame my voice
but now as I grow old
I hear the inner voices leaving
each is like a death bereaving
my soulless body left to grieving
on the funeral pyre

And the world shall never know the beauty lost
beneath the dust



2

Lover, I would rather know you
Than a thousand others unknown to me
The imagined perfection of their lips
Shrinks from the harsh perfection of your heavy lidded stare

Your petty cruelties and your sudden kindnesses
Alike are precious to me
In them I hear your name
The name I love to hear

When I am with you I laugh in the flush of my victory
And weep with the wretchedness of my defeat
I would not leave you if I could
And I cannot

Lover, I would rather know you
Than a thousand others unknown to me
You are the pit of unbounded confusion
And the well of finite pleasures



3

It’s hard & it’s hard to say goodbye
yet each of us was born to die
Through it all
in GOD we trust
Ashes to ashes & dust to dust

I’ll lay down my weary years
Say farewell to all my fears
Watch my soul become dispersed
The last to come will leave me first
Through it all in GOD I’ll trust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

My thoughts were not mine till I made them so
I heard them come, I bid them go
Leave me now, you shall not end
but live again in the mind of a friend

My love was not mine, until it found me
and I was not me until it surrounded me
My love for you, it shall live on
until the last of love is gone

My body which housed me in stormy weather
shall fall apart as it was put together
as I embrace the hand of death
return to the air, thou sacred breath
my blood and my bone you
shall not find it odd
to be flesh of the earth
and one with the sod
each to its own
returns as it must
ashes to ashes
dust to dust



4

Love is loss
And life is loss
Yet love no matter what the cost
And live no matter what the pain
We shall not walk this way again



5

Where I did I see GOD
In the days when I still lived?
In the sunshine after rain
And the rain after drought
In the hopes of my adulthood
And the memories of my childhood

In the children not yet born
And in those who had passed on
In songs I half remembered
And in stories not yet told

In the dreams that I had
In the moment before waking
And the memories of my life
In the moment before death


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