Tall spires beckon me
made of chrome and steel, towering
If you are the man with the suitcase
expect to be intercepted
Climb the stairs, watch me go down
elevator or escalator
The direction makes the detour
pathetic – I, vidushak, a lack –
Once the sages could say
if you came to the top
jumping the wall
or by climbing in through the window
you could be thrown out
for not wearing the proper outfit
but now it all has changed
My voice whispers into the shell
and magnified says
no words but an echelon
and this knowledge of my letting you down lilting you up
insane love
I carry with me to the grave
for no one that wants it
will pay anything to gain it
When the casual reader encounters the last stanza’s words , ” my letting you down..” followed by ” insane love ” ,the reader is already enmeshed in a poetic narrative that seems to be speaking of more darker vicissitudes. Initially jettisoned into a mise-en-scene described with ; tall spires,chrome and steel, man with a suitcase ,watch me ,my voice whispers into the shell ,etc. these are the markers of intrigue ,perhaps stock market dealing,financial corruption. The reader is left to ponder about the ” you ” whom the narrator claims to have betrayed .
Thank you for a beautiful comment Louis,