Changing Table For Special Needs

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Each (or the immortal kiss of Mother Earth)

Each

marked a before and after.

Each one different, each one required.

Although he never had name

in the vast emptiness of memory,

one to one I shall list them,

because of all wove

every pore my skin

the immortal kiss of mother earth,

the incessant beam lights and shadows

lives inside me.

A no blame you.

A owe no and no saves me.

With the first

sorrows vanished.

Another came, and flew her dreams.

One of them made peace with the world.

With the next left behind yearnings.

Another was who took with them the memories.

There were some more that I left in oblivion.

The penultimate did not take anything,

just brought me the silence.

Each marked a before and after.

Each , distinct; each, necessary.

A no blame you.

A owe no and no saves me.

But with the last, yes,

with it I began to feel free.

Nothing needed now.

When that last

shovelful of dirt

covered my eyes,

eternal night lit

and everything became expendable.

(and not)