Monday, October 1, 2007

the day before October

what to say in another moment that i know will change.
too full of memories. too full of pain.

who's advice shall i carry with me through all the moments of trauma
we experience? who will bother to love us?
wretched of the earth.

rage under rages.
and once the match is lit
a quick flame
deafening blankets.

at a certain point we must leave Virgel's side
at a certain point we must not look back.
at a certain point we must set ourselves free.

it is your freedom that i desire.

your house has always been on fire.
you have always been literate even if you can't read.
you will always be with god. and even when i'm gone
i will always be by your side.
i don't take vows lightly.

it is the interpretation of what is being held sacred
that is in question
and the translation of the words that are at fault.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi Chimera:
Seams like memories are bringing you pain.
I wish that pain is not driving your thinking.
Take care be good. love to you.
( Luna, luna, lunita )