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Before it’s Too Late

David Blacker

I wonder where she is, and if her heart is safe. I think of her eyes and the way that they take my breath away. I miss her with an ache that never leaves me. My heart throbs with hope that floats me over the pain, and I wonder if she’ll be there to catch me when I fall. I wish so much that I could write really well, and tell her it’s not too late. Girl, if you’re reading this, it’s for you. I wonder through fiction to look for the truth Buried beneath all the lies And I … Continue reading Before it’s Too Late

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Untitled Loss

David Blacker

I never knew that missing someone could bleed the colour from the sky. I couldn’t have imagined that without her, food wouldn’t taste as good. I’d never have thought I’d stand on the beach at Unawatuna and not want to go swimming. Without her. Not want to walk on the sand, because she wasn’t there. Her hand wasn’t in mine. How is it that I don’t notice that the sunset has changed two shades, from orange to something closer to the colour of her lips? How is it that I don’t feel the touch of the breeze unless it touches … Continue reading Untitled Loss

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The Hunger

David Blacker

He walks down the beach in the dark. Shadows flash and creep from the quicksilver light of the fireworks over the Mt Lavinia Hotel. The sand is crowded and noisy. Children pointing at the coloured fire that shoots through the sky but doesn’t interest him. Couples stroll, intimately close, hands touching, lips brushing. The slant of a head, the flash of an exquisite smile tugs at his gaze, and he devours her with his eyes. She walks on. It isn’t her. He scans the faces, as he has time after time, looking for her, again and again. He has looked … Continue reading The Hunger

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Learning Love

David Blacker

Love is a feeling to be learned It is tension and fulfillment It is a deep longing and hostility It is gladness and it is pain There is not one without the other. Happiness is only part of Love This is what has to be learned Suffering belongs to Love also This is the mystery of Love Its beauty and its burden Love is a feeling to be learned. –Walter Trobish Continue reading Learning Love

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The Fear

David Blacker

It eats at him all the time. Every minute, every moment. Is this all there is? Is this all there ever will be? A history of betrayal like a history of violence that can’t be shaken. Coffee and endless cigarettes. Alcohol that dulls the pain for awhile. And he walks. He’s always walked. And always away. Hiding, walking, pretending. Why’s there no medicine for this — a happy pill that’ll take it all away? He wants to sleep, to sleep for years, to wake up in five in a different world. But he can barely sleep five hours a night. … Continue reading The Fear

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Tanya

David Blacker

All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight. I gagged in contradiction, tears blinding my sight. My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night Leaving all of loves ashes behind me. The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet. The words to say I’m sorry, I havent found yet. I think of her often and hope whoever she’s met Will be fully aware of how precious she is. Ah, my friends from the prison, they ask unto me, How good, how good does it feel to be free? And I answer them most mysteriously, … Continue reading Tanya

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Falling Bird

David Blacker

Like a bird on the wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, Like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue it’s just that I thought a lover had to be some kind of liar too. Like a baby, stillborn, Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out … Continue reading Falling Bird