VIVISECTION
Sitting by the window sill
I see two eyes prying on me
Deep haunting eyes making me squirm
The magnetism in them tempting me to come
I am drawn…..mesmerized
But I dare not leave the window side
Even though the door is not far
Yet I cannot get over those prying eyes
Those eyes telling me… listen to your heart and see
For once let your smile spread to your eyes
And I let those eyes persuade me
Letting them vivisect me…
Cut open the confining skin
And sift through the layers of conditionings
Unraveling to me my true feelings
Untying the hardened sacrifices blocking my joys
Unscrambling games and masks covering my laughs
Those eyes know how to extract out my heart from the stunted flow
My bleeding sacred heart the eyes place in my hands
To reach it I know I have to cover distant lands
Only I can revive my decadent sad heart
And the journey is only mine from the finish to start
The eyes can only hope…the blood flows and freely darts
In a triangle of helplessness we sit…the prying eyes, me and my sacred heart
The prying eyes in anticipation outside the window sill
I and my sacred bleeding heart sit in a limbo staring at the window sill
While the door is ajar…unlatched and reckoning
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