Sweet Isolation

by shah wharton
(dubai)

My heart



At once hermetically sealed



Your words dealt the lethal blow



For solace I turned



To the inane: Gyro-emotion



Of my ipod



Where falderal songs were



Sung -



Till the orange globe



Crumpled behind trees



Like plain flour -



Powerless to rise



Only



Sleeplessness for company



Till the hoar frost



Peppered the corpsed



Vegetation of our lawn



And a red-faced



Neighbours windscreen.



When hollow-eyed



I walked the walk



To passers by



I talked the talk



Till a happy death



Of day two



When contrary



Hosanna plays in



My heart



To sweet isolation



And my beautiful sorrow.