A Woman On Hell's Beach
by Little Miss Aki
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Rated "G" by the Author.
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A man came to the River Styx and found a woman sitting on the shore staring into space. When he came nearer she turned and showed her face. He recognized her as a woman whom he had loved in life and joyfully approached her but she claimed not to remember him. These are her words.
Capable of all the things that can never be
eating of Hell's pomegranates from forbidden tree
singing psalms and praying only with my shattered heart
to the splash of the Boatman's oar as the dead he carts.
Lost in thought I see the future
as carved as Pygmalion's stature
alabaster and glittering in a darkened tunnel
spinning endless in the Universe' funnel.
I do not remember how I came to this end
the journey to death I don't know or pretend
I have no recollection of the life I once knew
I have no recollection of my love for you...
Please do not hate me, for I am trying hard
but my memories have all gone vacant or far
I do not know your eyes nor the set of your jaw
I have no recollection of the life which we saw.
I've been digging many hours through deep eternity
hoping my past would rouse and rise to new maturity.
But the harder I try the more I resent you and your words
and the more I wish you'd migrate and fly with the Harpie birds.
So do not press my aching brain to find some lost yesterday
I do not know you sir, I never loved you in such a way
I welcome you to this beach upon this clear rivers swell
I'm afraid I cannot help you...nor ease your pain in Hell.