Poem: "Infatuation"

"Infatuation"

The barrel of a .22 revolver
sleek, black, beautiful
the gun lays untouched
on the kitchen table

the anticipation
of the impending doom
that lies now at her feet

butterflies in her stomach
she gets up and goes to the window
her face gaunt, her eyes afire

she gets up slowly
and retrieves the gun
caressing it like a lover

she hears a voice inside urging her
"you know what you must do,"
she smiles as she puts the last bullet
into the chamber
and puts the .22 to her head

her hands are sweaty
her mouth parched
anticipating the moment
as the inevitable must
come to pass

she gently pulls the trigger
aching for the world to fade away
as thunder rings into her ears
sirens blare in the distance

her infatuation has come full circle.

Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo

Poem: "Prey"

"Prey"

The memory of you
still lingers in the recesses
of my tortured brain

the fragrance of you
still clings to the sheets
every time I lay to sleep

late nights spent
sharing coffee
watching you smile
as we talked about
nothing in particular

the way you looked
against the moonlight
luminous and dangerous
with a sultry gleam
in your eye

what we have
is reduced to dust now
in the aftermath
lost in the endless seams
of promises unkept

the night I caught you
in bed
with my sister

did you like it
when I walked in
and she had you
bent over
on the aching bed?

how I spent sleepless nights
awake while you were out
showing the world how much
of a woman you really were

if fate intends despair
and love must fade away
let ours streak across the sky
and reach its noble end

as I sit alone in the room
we once shared
know that I still love you

you are out there
in the shadows
watching me

a huntress waiting
to consume
her prey.

Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo

Poem: "Fragile"

"Fragile"

Rain on the windowsill
as the radio blares
struggling to get
these words out

before there is no time left
they are all I have
that is still mine

pictures of you
on the walls
sometimes, if I close my eyes

I can still feel the subtle warmth
beneath your veiled contempt
"It is over now," my mind
is quick to say

but my heart clings to you
ever still, in the silence
that comes between dreams and sleep

the flames of your betrayal
have scarred me
the empty spaces
will never be whole again

if you must go
remember that I
was the mess
you chose to leave behind

in your darkest hour
in your most intimate of moments
I wish you well

may you never be the same
again.

Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo