Yours Truly 2019 YT 2019 PDF (Joomag) | Page 101

Forever Watchman Victor Terrien Stagnant, sitting, wasting away, my vision a fading shot at the end of a sunset without the happy conclusion, no hero or heroine to light up the night, no stars jingling in my pocket on the walk home. A taste, please. Just a tongue’s brush against what I’ve been missing without knowing it. I push the dear things aside. There’s no poetic way to put it. I let the doubt creep in from the rain again, didn’t I? The look on its face as I was devoured was so different from the one on my doorstep. But that’s what I get for allowing the dust to settle. I’m meant to dance in the storm, embracing the ample drops like lovers, inhaling the danger in the air, a drug some believe is a gateway to enlightenment. I don’t know if I can resist it much longer. The throbbing in my chest is breaking through the skin. Give me what I desire, even if I don’t know what that is most of the time. You are my god, my forever watchman. Guardian of all that is pure, save room for a wretch like me. 99