The Watcher

When I remember

In the Red Churches

candlelight of sweet dreams

I often stood there

Perusing as I often did

In the Realms of the In-between

About an untamed Amazonian

Filled with un-swimmable wild

rivers

Dark sultry eyes

and undulating visceral streams

Cascading like the great

Niagara

Throughout overwhelming

painful emotions

That only an author or

budding poet or

angel 

Could ever hope to

dive within

And feel it's strangely

tranquil breeze

as they sailed upon its

tempestuous

Evocative seas

Overflowing with unreadable

Themes of kindness

Just tinged with a sad touch of sin

I always used to look for her

Concealed

Just out of sight

Steeped in my dark

Trench coat flowing

Endlessly within its

Legions of dark shadows

And as I watched her

peeping and praying

Out of lace white curtains

Into the winter wonderland

Looking out

Searching for someone or just something

Out of her bedroom window

I always wondered

Would this be the night

When she finally saw me

Standing just hidden behind

that old red lamp post

Looking at the full Christmas moon

and praying to the Trinity of Holy Ghosts

Whistling melodic sounds

In union with

the early morning breeze

As it made a sudden appearance

As it drove by

Like a cunning cousin

Of Mephistopheles

Would she say yes

Would we together be free

Not just like the Maelstrom

of so many others

Parading around foolishly

Lost in a life filled with

Just look at me

and my material urges

Like it's just another contest as

Father  Time

Quickly passes

Conditioned to forever

spend as they and

Bernay merges

Would she willingly

cross the threshold

Of my own visceral

Red Church

And

I hers and in those crimson flames

Embrace and beautiful get burnt

Would she choose

to stand with me as

Mephistopheles cousins

Drove by and whistled

Melodic sounds

as we too waved goodbye

Would our life and emotions

Merge like the

Titanic

When it hit that hidden iceberg

For our love has no end

Not like those others

who walk endlessly

in time loops where they

Parade

take selfies and just pretend

(C)

Copyright John Duffy

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