Sat in Vesuvius

Sat in Versuvio
On the bank of the river
I’ve never seen you so inward
I’ve never seen you so disabled

Like a plaster cast drowned in pumice
Like a face in the past in a photo of the past
Unreachable in the celluloid of yourself
I could snip out a mouth from the frame
And hope to hear words

I was in limbo
It was punishment for another’s crimes
But you maybe loved me
And could not deliver the right words
Or so it seemed

You will avoid me like a hole in the road
I will fill it up and you will dig it out
Just to avoid me again
Is the terror of a fear I have

I see visions of us together
In a better life
You bear the ruckus of your past
The rumble of a tombstone

Versuvio is an Italian restaurant in Limehouse, in Three Colt Street I think. Near the River Thames; quite an Italian area with many Italians to be heard singing from the windows of apartments. It quite makes me humble. I have fear of rejection syndrome even when the situation is fairly stable I can feel dire and the exuberant singing Italians don’t help 🙂

Author: blackbird212012

I am interested in multimedia work: songwriting, art, and creative writing. I have been involved also in theatre and music performances.

3 thoughts on “Sat in Vesuvius”

  1. ‘You will avoid me like a hole in the road
    I will fill it up and you will dig it out
    Just to avoid me again
    Is the terror of a fear I have’

    Outstanding verse my friend.
    🖤🖤

    Like

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