miércoles, 10 de junio de 2009

My ribs fill up with emptiness

my ribs fill up with emptiness
the night grabs hold and pulls hard
pulls me along with the moon into the void
the hours disolve like bone into grains of sand
my body pours from my mouth like dust
bone into sand into dust dust dust
into a mountain of hours
with no one to hold
with no one to hold me
the stars burn in their distant silence
their signals inaudible
no voice to soothe the darkness
no embrace to cut the distance
no mother no father no husband no daughter no son
no lover no loved one at my side
only my faithful Argos next to me lies…

copyright © 2009 Lorena Lobita Wolfman

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