Bluebeard's Retreat*
I am always with you,
Like a handsome brother.
The windows hear rumors
But only rattle back.
All that glitters is not sunlight.
Give me the keys
To your stream of blood.
Who washes hands here
But the bricks and the moon?
Blood stained jewels
Echo the death
Of the forest behind them.
Open all the doors
And kiss me.
Night is my only competitor here.
What is your real name, Fate?
Who did you love before me?
Make me feel guilty.
You give me some breath to lose.
The key to seventh Heaven
Requires you to cross a moat called Hell.
How do you like it now?
Tom Savage
3/10/06
*Written while!
watching
Duke Bluebeard's Castle, a one-act opera by Bela Bartok
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