Polyphonic Years

Fugue I
Polyphony,
though you long may I have known,
now no better could I have known.

Your creep in between the overlying shadows

You unify and separate these voices
of my outside persona
diving us. Uniting us.
and my inner characters.
​Driving us crazy but keeping us together.

“Thou goest away!” I have shouted

upon seeing that piling avalanche of papers to write.
But you didn’t respond, that was when I realized
Life cannot exist without you,
what it would mean: a massacre.
thus to live, means to discipline:
We would have to die for you to die too.
​carefully balancing every single voice from us
with a great touch. It is very tough.

Years of practice made me known you better

and deal with you better. Now, at least I know
who is the important one amongst us.

Those year I shall thank, and you too

because better knowing you I will do.
Tis only now I know that I am not alone
Sneaky ass you are on other people too.