No more

Sir Luke Fildes
The Doctor 1891
Presented by Sir Henry Tate 1894
Available under a CC-BY-NC-ND 3.0 (Unported) licence
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Doctor, do you hear
the terror in my broken tenor?
It is but a muffled, garbled
front for what,
set free, unaltered,
would shatter the very windows.
and with them, all these vials,
within which
my sick blood swirls.
And those thin panes of glass,
those right there before your eyes,
they too would crack and
splinter,
and bring forth the blood and tears
from your eyes
that I soon expect
from my own.
You say this place
is full of death but I
am the only
one dying.
One hundred years
this moment has
filled, and
the icy
stretch of time,
it has swallowed all of me
and spit up sickly brine.
The bed has left me
numb, to drift
atop a listless sea,
distant from any light,
any memory.
An ounce more of strength and I
would strike you, Doctor,
across your silly smile.
And were I to gain my old
body back, I would
reach out, and
strike too at the sun,
put a hole in it, and sink it
just for fun.
Then,
would I turn to the great
deceiver, and
with murderous hands
around her throat
strangle her,
cruel hope.
At last, then, would I face
the seeming emptiness, and
release into its
gaping maw
my barbaric yawp.
Oh, what I would give to
switch souls
with another!
Not any man, no, but
a man with the strength yet
to take his own life, perhaps
sipping
some sweet poison.
Doctor, do me this favor-
turn my body over,
let me drown myself
with tears.
Have mercy,
kind Doctor, for
my own heart has betrayed me
and brought me
before you
in this wretched shape and
form.
Ah, but already
there is new crying!
Do you hear it, Doctor?
The balancing of my
tragedy in another’s
triumph. There, I have no
more tears, they have fled
to the babe two
floors below.
It is alright, Doctor.
Come here, let us talk
of lives lived, of regrets
forgotten, of fearful
courage, of bittersweet
gratitude and of this moment
we now share.
Your presence suffices,
as does your
acknowledgement of what I
have known all along,
of what I have long feared,
and now face.
Be with me and
no more
