FLY

a fly buzzing at the further end of the room

A sob is heard.

I look into her eyes but she sees me not

She calls out to someone

Its not me, I wonder who it is that who supersedes me

even in my presence and his absence

I ignore her inquiries, they shall stay unanswered forever

Instead I hold her hands

She calls me by that name she used before

Making me seem more insignificant than the fly in the room

For her, though, I take it and restrict retorts 

I look at her still, wondering

Her dazed eyes further confirm her inability to recognise me

I have loved her forever

But that shrew, that twit, he has broken her

Still she longs only for him

The rest of the world is oblivious,

Oblivious as the fly

I revert my gaze onto  my phone now

It has been ringing for a while

Its that feeling again, the one of restlessness

I stand up to leave

She still looks through me,gazing at the door

Mumbling words that I can't construe.

I can't get her face out of my thoughts

Yet I can't get mine into her eyes

With that final unsettling thought, I finally leave the drab white room

Careful not to kill the fly or let it escape.

As the door closes behind me, I hear a ringing

Crushing darkness falls on me as I return to my reality.

My eyes open , my forehead sweaty, my breathing troubled.

I look up at the roof, pondering.

It had seemed so real, more so than reality

It had betrayed my mind

Tired, I stole back into the realm of dreams,

Bribing the guards with the balm of sense

And Unknown as much to the rest of the world, as to me

A fly buzzed over my heavy head.