Finitude

I closed the door

with the finality

of closing a read-book

I am a living God

I am a living God

I drink the night

                  down my throat

The pale moon I shatter into stars

Stars I crumple into star dust

                                   

Mortals burn other mortals

but only in an effigy

I extract the hearts of men

                    put it in a blue ceramic

With your soul incarnate, you stumble in darkness

Your life is a mere glimmer, between void and void

I taught you in parables, but you do not heed

Now I write you a tragedy and called it an oracle

10^th April 2015 


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Not yet

The lover contradicts

the beloved’s wishes

Don’t wish

Not Yet

Prescribe me

A wish-able wish

Inevitable

the incommensurability of wishes

Don’t wish

Not Yet

He wishes

of us drowning

What would he do

when he hears about me drowning

The news of drowning

will drown itself

What weeping?

Not Yet

Tears drown

In the waters I drown in

PS.

You didn’t break my heart

Not yet

I broke mine over you

Wishes perish? 

Perhaps

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