terça-feira, 28 de outubro de 2025

When the beach itself passed away

 I heard you let go like some sort of dare
Now you can't hear me anywhere
Maybe I'll disappear like you
smoothly off the earth's surface

sliding piece by piece away from the human I was
Until I'm no longer present
The new weight on me will diminish somehow
I'll remember my father's sanity

But since I saw you on the path to dusk
The ones your parents forbade us to take
And when we did, the gull's crow would shake our senses
And we'd turn back like terrorized infants

Soon night and I'll be here, last to turn out the lights
But my hand won't reach, I'll be in the foetal position
Listening to the open front door open and slam in the wind
feeling the gusts and flinching at the pound

Partial moon with your last little message of hope
My eyes will wince shut screaming it's not real
In courage I´ll walk out to the Jetty where you sprinkled your own father
The calm grey sea shows me my reflection

Those shallow waves greeting me and farewelling on the same line
drawing sand drawing my web of a soul
Milky nothings in the million lies
Each one a false chapter I attempted to deny

So you went sprinting upward somewhere you belong
a conventional heaven
As I set about writing memoirs in poor prose
The salt spray or just tears of the grieving sea


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