Epiphany: A Poem from My Manuscript "Black Pathology"

You came from nowhere

at the night of a thousand gods

when in frustration of deserted Muses

I sat under my bed's dust

and wrung my inkless pen

around a naive housefly's hands

and invited him to play

I was eager to write

on a plain white paper

to fill my heavens

with countless palm trees

In eagerness of lost lambs

and talking drums

I pulled up the drawbridge

and opened the doorway

to my heart's hideaway

and there beyond a gossamer of fossil veil

shrouded in a mystery

of an eight-legged eight-eyed spider

was your vanished face

carved from the lonely river

speaking to me

to the depths of my heart's spirit

to the lengths of my mind's soul

drawing from the unctuous well...

There you stood

with bright eyes burning blue--

the lost lamb in lonely wanderings

wearing the scratches of countless foxes

yet you stood still

with your withering soul

cast in a shell of shamelessness

your drooping eyes piercing the wells of my mind

scooping to the last atom

the contents of my lost soul

searching and finding it

that which I sold to a devil two long ago nights

because you were not there to save me

Beyond the space between

you stood...

...standing still

...stooping low

...shaking wild

perching on the space within

covering the space beneath my empty mind

hollow as an undeveloped coconut

yet filled with your thoughts

like a brooding bird

or a hibernating snake

coiled over and over a million fold

and in its ramblings and entanglements

spat your black marble face to the surface

of the choked flotsam of my mind's wreckage

My empty mind, eager to fill...

The space beneath

The space within

The space between

shut the double door

(that ancient door)

to my ancestral home

and clasped you between the sheets of my petals

opening and widening...

widening and closing...

as a hungry butterfly with atrophied proboscis

Roaming within the walls

you were trapped

but still the gossamer covers your face

that vacant face of fear and death

sucking me into you

and in oneness of time and space

The space beneath..

The space within...

The space between...

dissolved into nothingness

and you lived in me

and I in you

and there you were no more

for I was there

and there I was no more

for you were there...

and like forever we hovered on the air above...

copyright 2006 by Nana Fredua-Agyeman