I wanted to sculpt my past
Making it swarming of hopes and gullible dreams of intimacy:
That is
Each image
Each freely crossing memory
Each smell
Each single trace
Each effort to spread a blank over it
Each unasked question
Each palliative
Each fragile certainty
Each sound
Each moment of oblivion
Each unanswered question
Each answer known since the first hour
Each single sign
Each remedy as a secret disease
Each image
Each freely crossing memory
Each smell
Each single trace
Each effort to spread a blank over it
Each unasked question
Each palliative
Each fragile certainty
Each sound
Each moment of oblivion
Each unanswered question
Each answer known since the first hour
Each single sign
Each remedy as a secret disease
Until this reported missing voice of yours
Will evaporate into my own silence
December 2010
There will be a breeze of transparency
Shutting down a whole world
December 2010