Amrita

I once had the key to his apartment, where the veil of my weaknesses were lifted up several times. Inarticulate moments that shut the nonsense-noises of the world except for the chimes jangling to the rhythm of our pulsating breaths. If you ever get to visit that house darling, you’ll find me there, the musk of my scent still blooms at night! In my dreams I still at times fancy the cool floors purling beneath our burning bodies. But my waking stomach rejects it! Oh if a wish could transport me back to that house, every corner of which had echoed with our music………if I could only pick up the remnants of that music and bring it here with me……….

What do you think darling that I didn’t try……I did…..I did, but you won’t believe darling, he turned me out like a dog, or some profane person, into the common street, I still begged him to re-consider……..I was in love, I had no shame.

Looking back, I still have a vague notion that it could not all have perished, that so much love and magnificence could not have been crushed all at once into the mere dust and rubbish which I find it now……….but its not over darling, I want that man back……..I want him back for I’ve lost my way, I’ve lost the key to my apartment………..

You’re right darling, ‘I’m a freak.’


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