In the Öffis

An early morn’ as she rises

Let’s me turn in my sleep.

She packs and leaves even

Her coffee I’ve made for her.

She takes words too literally

Even a different opinion

Makes her scream inside

Knifing her delicate stomach.

Life together had been

A ride through hell for her

Besides some glimpses of

Paradisiacal times:

Umhlanga

Mauritius

Cape Agalhas

Muizenberg

Llandadno

Camps Bay

Clifton Beach 2

Cape Town

Egypt

Greece

Kriti

Karpathos.

Has she forgotten all of it?

Did her nerve-ridden devil

Wipe out all of it?

No.

She still speaks of Edwin

Just as the poet speaks

Of Ana  Anna  Aneta.

Life has rolled on like

Speed trains

We were travelling on

Parallel spurs together

With different expectations.

There were some resting

Places where we would meet

For a glimpse of our journey

We had left behind.

BEHIND.DNIHEB

 

Zoltanzelan

ZJG-POetry’17.

 

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