Dismantled Dream

Knife planted
In the black screen of a heart
Soiled by surprise

Thousand slights
In a harsh and shrill squeal
A crack
A knockout
A sword in the heart
An affront

The worst
That Could
Happen

Capsizing heart
Imprisoned
In a cyclic nausea
In search of a solution
Out of reach
A wild ride
Inside
Our own corners
In circonvulsions
Into a soul
Lucid of its own fears

The vision
Majestically destructive
And reconstructive
At infinity
Until
Completion of breath
Until
The unbearable limit
Of silence

Our pains
Twin sisters
Misadventure companions
A whole ocean
Swallowed
Too fast
Slowly drowning
Leaving us between two worlds
On a strange and unknown shore
One foot in the sublime happiness
The other
In the unspeakable nightmare

Heart dripping
With a thousand stifling
Toxic algae

Nowhere a home
The eternal wandering
Into its own conscious

Happiness
Inevitably accompanied
By killing sacrifice
A twirl
A bitter swirl
Of dismantled waves
On a sea of Paradise
                                              Clare Strand, Signs of a Struggle, (2011)

Dark dawn

Dark dawn
Hammered
In a constraint
In insistence
In the demanding obligations
The consuming
Almighty
Secret
Carefully kept
Into the dark
Smothered
Gagged
Standing to attention
Motionless
Without a blink
Despite the wild run

To pretend

A swallowed pain
Processed
Archived
Stored
Just waiting
Where loneliness
Faithful and clearsighted
knows how to appease
In silence
the unspeakable
Pain