I am listening now…

I am listening, now…

I am listening, now. The past is past,
I’m here. I’m sitting beside your bed.
Speak to me now. It’s time at last
To make amends. The past is dead.

I am listening, now. I’m here, my dear.
Your spotted hands are soft as fur.
Speak to me, now. I’ve ears to hear,
They are not so deaf as once they were.

I am listening, now. I’m done with fuss;
Babble of treachery, love or pain,
Speak of yourself, of them, of us –
Speak of the ghosts that fill the rain.

I am listening, now. I left it late,
Later than ever we thought or knew.
Sepak to me. Please. Unbar the gate.
Turn back, my dear. I’m here for you.

from Island of Dreams: 99 Poems from Mustique Book and CD (Noctua Press, 2007), © Felix Dennis 2007, used by permission of the author.

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