the chapel

the chapel by anelephantcant

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the chapel

outside the ruined chapel
I grieve for my lost friend
I see death all around me
there’s only one way this can end

I remember my eyes were once light blue
though it’s been a thousand years
these days they’re always dark and red
the product of a thousand tears

I have left my jacket somewhere
I know it’s going to rain
now there is no way back to you
I have long since missed my train

I painted exquisite portraits
showing elegance and grace
but no lady wants to buy them now
they always show your face

there’s a crush around the cash-line
there’s no way to reach my money
the Greyhound bus sprints from the gate
I no longer find me funny

the east wind smuggles winter
across the bleak grey sea
but I no longer have the magic
that can charm you back to me

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10 Responses to the chapel

  1. RobbyeFaye says:

    So sad and yet there is beauty there, too!
    I look forward to reading more of your blog in the upcoming days!


  2. emmylgant says:

    Quite good you know.


  3. mandibelle16 says:

    Beautiful and sad. It seems whatever way he turns there is “no way back to her.” Also the lines, “I see death all around me / There’s’ only one way this can end” tells me although the speaker will continue to find each and every way aback to his love, only death with end this perpetual process, a kind of game of longing for her and being rejected by her, or finding a way to her that again is blocked.

    Lovely read although sorrowful, Elephant. Hugs!


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