Where do we go from here?
A train goes up a train comes
down. We pass in the night. Silence
ricochets through the rooms. You
sit aimless in the corner. The leaves
on the mango tree at the far end of the
garden rustle words to you. The moon stretches
a finger to play with the curtains shivering
in the wind humming through
leaves beyond carrying stories to
you of things happening on the other side of town.
He prepares to leave for another night
of revelry with someone new. The low
growl of a car in the distance then all else is as
it was; still. Even the crickets have
stopped their gossip in shock at what
he did. But does anyone else care? Pools
of warm water break their banks
and flood, washing your face clean yet it cannot
wash away what’s inside. That stays
blocked, the key has disappeared. You
cannot break the lock. The train passes through
the empty station. The lone cat opens a sleepy eye
and yawns. The sounds move in the
night and get lost in the darkness beyond.
Shirani Rajapakse is a Sri Lankan poet and author. She won the Cha “Betrayal” Poetry Contest 2013. Her collection of short stories, Breaking News (Vijitha Yapa 2011) was shortlisted for the Gratiaen Award. Shirani’s work appears, or is forthcoming in, Channels, Earthen Lamp Journal, Poets Basement, Spark, Berfrois, Dove Tales, Buddhist Poetry Review, About Place Journal, Skylight 47, The Smoking Poet, New Verse News, The Occupy Poetry Project and anthologies Poems for Freedom, Voices Israel Poetry Anthology 2012, Song of Sahel, Occupy Wall Street Poetry Anthology, World Healing World Peace and Every Child Is Entitled to Innocence. She blogs rather infrequently at http://shiranirajapakse.wordpress.com.