Francois Bergh
where lost words come to rest in pieces…Archive for Letting go
In limbo
Stuck in limbo’s ghost,
I know not where to go -
I’m lost amid directions
That I forgot to know…
I’m paused in the freefall
Of floating on dreams -
A bubble, confused,
Detached from the stream…
I’m glued to this mood;
I cannot break loose -
Ensnared by umbilical
Hang-man’s noose…
I’m ambushed by fly-paper
Wrapped ’round my soul -
I drown in the struggle
But cannot let go…
I release you
Burst forth from my aching lungs
Like a breath that’s spent of air -
All vital sustenance absorbed;
Used up to replenish my soul…
Eject your own soul from my crust
Like magma from a ripe volcano -
Release yourself from cramped confines;
The stifling hold of my embrace…
Discharge yourself upon your target
Like a speeding bullet from a shell -
Let me no longer be disruption;
May your focus now be unimpeded…
Explode into intense inferno
Like Little Boy on Hiroshima -
Let no-one stand now in your way;
Become the queen of worlds you are…
Erupt abruptly from my broken chest
Like a hungry baby xenomorph -
Embryonic gestation is now complete;
You have a whole world to explore…
Leaving
Crestfelled and lacking crucial leavening
My thoughts are leaving – drifting down
Like leaves from ever falling trees…
Taking leave from this dreary moment
I’ll leave it up to you to choose -
To take my heart or leave me be…
Final flight
Behold the belly of the sky -
Within range for one last time…
I reach out and touch the talcum -
Electric ending coursing through me…
I step onto the concrete ledge -
Drinking beauty from the edge…
Dazzling towers erupt around me -
Blazing portals gleam reflection…
I glimpse the streams of light below -
Bustling rivers of dreamy commotion…
I close my eyes and breathe the night -
And take off soaring into flight…
