Poetry: "Runaway" & "To Suffer A Nightmare Alone"





Runaway



This crown of feathers

masked strangers

bestowed upon me

makes my eyes itch

to the point of tears,


tears that roll down

my cheeks

and find the corners

of my mouth,

my silent tongue

drinking greedily of them,

tasting the secrets

of those strangers

who offer trinkets

to children

willingly lost

from their homes.





To Suffer A Nightmare Alone



A pinprick of red light,

flashing on, off,

at the very limit

of my vision,

is helping me fight slumber

as I sit at the curtain-less window,

waiting for the night

to become day,

for no other reason

than with our bed

no longer ours

I would rather not risk sleep

and the dreams

that shake me awake,

crying for safety,

with you not there

to anchor me

in the drowning panic

of those first few seconds

of confused wakefulness.


I smell the ghost

of your cigarettes,

that smell I never liked,

nor the chewing gum that always failed

to hide their taint,

and find myself imagining

that flashing light

at the limit of my vision

could be the tip of a cigarette

smoked by some distant stranger watching me,

as I attempt to not miss you

and the taste of cigarettes and chewing gum

on your tongue.








Edward Lee's poetry, short stories, non-fiction and photography have been published in magazines in Ireland, England and America, including The Stinging Fly, Skylight 47, Acumen and Smiths Knoll. His play ‘Wall’ was part of Druid Theatre’s Druid Debuts 2020. His debut poetry collection "Playing Poohsticks On Ha'Penny Bridge" was published in 2010. He is currently working towards a second collection.


He also makes musical noise under the names Ayahuasca Collective, Orson Carroll, Lego Figures Fighting, and Pale Blond Boy.


His blog/website can be found at https://edwardmlee.wordpress.com