I was wondering if the scarf made last year
feels warm and soft to your neck
holding above the chin I have bitten and kissed
or
if the Victorian blanket I knitted
covers well your knees
the ones I caressed when they were sore and bruised and bleeding
or
if you’re still listening to
the carol I sang in a lower key
je me souviens de toi
graffiteur du soleil qui oublia
ces murs amers
tombant des matins indésirables
la mer reste toujours entre nous
derrière cet exil détaillé
faim d’espace liquide insaisissable
telle la forme maligne d’un étrange bonheur
comme ton départ
(..’only dream I ever have is the surface of the sun…every time I shut my eyes is always the same’ - Sunshine)
hey, creatures of earth
I'm off to the sun
I’m packing up light,
no tooth brush, no gun
farewell weeks and years of earthly chores
I'm letting go now
my gravity's yours
the rocket is ready
I'm happy to say
a heart and two wings
and a ticket one way
do you follow rainbows to the end of the road
and pretend they end with a screech of the breaks
or perhaps you miss the train and convince yourself that
you were on the wrong platform or you were there just
waving someone goodbye
do you receive flowers from people you never loved
and your ‘thank you’ is the discorded key of a piano
in the middle of a concert
do you make someone cry and comforting them is a trembling hand
a surgeon never shows the world
do you etcetera your list of to do’s into a painted oblivion
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