Sunday, September 10, 2023

barfly(Arnold Melleby, 09.10.2023)

you turned me on

like others turned me off


deep, deep inside the valley

where I found myself

roaming dry riverbeds in scorching heat

you picked me up


fed me

nourished me

and gave my heart a reason

to beat again

giving my lounges

a reason to breathe again

and my wings a reason to fly 

if only, once more


the scars I came with

scars carried over lifetimes

centuries of misled kindness and cruelty 

cruelty only a satan could admire

a burden hard to carry

as the night fell hard

on the unconscious creature 

resting in your arms

welcoming the night 

and rest to follow 


as the light entered my sleepy eyes

clearing your pillows of comfort away to see

raising my body from the safety of sacred dreams

dreams you enter and never want to leave

awoken from the screams of nightmares from a past

a past that should be nothing else

but the past


I turn my head and look around

the flowers that met me

when I first arrived

were not the same

as the ones that were there

when I left


dear little barfly

fly away

and leave me alone