Abstract Thoughts - Revisited

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It haunts me.

The way the moon peeks through the coconut trees

In the very same way it has done for the last sixteen years.

The yellowish gleam of the bedside lamp

Like the eyes Of Mephistopheles.

The familiar, hitherto loved ticking of the clock.

Day and night.

Day and night.

I see, passing before my eyes, the lies, the loves,

the joys and the sobs of several ticktocks.

My entire life, to be precise.

There is nothing that has not happened to me...

In that room.

I have lived and died a hundred times there.

Yet, when i lie, all alone

To ponder over what is now and what has gone,

" A secret watcher, a silent listener

Quietly laughs at my fascinated hunt."

I smell his shadow

Lurking in the corner by the wardrobe.

Looking at my secret desires

With a candid gleam in his eye.

Terror and delight pulse through me

And i say,

Leave me alone, leave me alone!

Let me be, with my room, myself and me.

I see you in every spiderweb that flutters

Limply in the glittering moonlight.

I see you in the rustle of the night wind among the eucalypti.

You are as usual, everywhere, silent watcher.

Creeping underneath my skin.

Grinning that evil, evil grin.