Insignificant earthquake Clara Pasian

Clara Pasian

Insignificant Earthquake

The dagger you left Whose blade was blunt you claimed Hangs over my head

You removed it from your chest To stab mine instead

This is the suspended sentence The honed dart that drops your blood On my trembling body

Despite all the shivers I won’t let it crucify me

Find yourself excuses Call me a ventriloquist, A starving lover or a narcissist Your finger points at a pile of lies

If I shouted out my feelings My voice would have torn off The skin from your face

It is the raw sheer silk Of a poppy picked with a jolt And restitched by rage

I’m overfed with the wine Our feet have made One day I will throw it up Make my own holy liquor And enjoy it alone

I saw you from my window Nonchalantly walking on by A few flickers may have quivered But something greater radiated Peace – pure and light A red balloon floating in my head