Making Choices Yet Again

Life, life is full of uncertainties
No matter how hard we avert our eyes
From the possibilities presented
They hide in the dark and observe from the side
Stalking, breathing, silently feeding
Time, time and its tic tac is always one foot ahead of you
Constantly reminding you that you can’t outrun its pace
Like you didn’t know that already
Time to decide again
Time to reschedule the next change of season
A fixed period of time, short enough so as not to allow too much risk
Yet sufficient to rebalance the scale
How peaceful the untroubled waters
How silent the day without wind
The world seems to stop for a moment
When my thoughts get this loud and they’re all I can hear

Sea Monsters

I always thought I would spend a long time with you
Maybe I was wrong and maybe they were right and
Maybe I should go away and I’ll be good tomorrow
Sure I’ll be ok, walking by the sea I see these monsters
Swimming by the shore, crawling at my feet but I
Sure be good tomorrow
I always knew we would spend a long time apart
Maybe I was right and maybe we were wrong and
Maybe I should stay awhile and we’ll be great tomorrow
But then you’d have to leave, I’d walk by the sea
And see these little monsters, crawling up my feet
Tearing up my skin to get inside of me but I
Will be ok tomorrow
Broken bones and crushed shells on the sand
Footprints on ice-cold waves that’s all I leave behind
I always said I would spend along time down there
Swimming in the dark, I see these monsters play around
Staring at the sun that filters through the water
Maybe I was right when I said I was ok today or
Maybe I was wrong and should have stayed at home in bed
But I’m ok and I’ll be fine tomorrow

There

I can feel her pregnancy
It’s growing inside
I can feel her moving inside
She’s about to give birth
And yet she’s not ready
I can carry her weight
And she knows what’s coming
Her tears, and she knows that I’m here
Their heartbeats running
Racing, competing
I know how she floats, and she can smell
She’s not ready yet
She won’t breathe but she can swim
I can feel the waters
So she sits and she waits
Knowing exactly what will happen
No time for meds now
Too late for that
She always knew
And she wonders
But she fears for that moment
And her water breaks
And my water breaks
Emerging oceans of troubled waters
That swallow the room
She drowns to encounter her daughter
She swims to the arms of her mother
She cries
She dies
I can carry her weight
I will carry her body
She will burry her daughter
I can feel her loss as her voice disappears
And she begins to hear mine
As her warmth slips away from her skin and into deep water

Unwilling

She lies on the kitchen floor
Counting thoughts as her dreams melt away
Blending into the black and white pattern
Drawing the path on the way down to the drain
And she does not care what people may say
If she were to stay there for a lifetime or two
She regrets the pain she exposes
As written with ink on her skin
Scars from the past that reveal what still hurts
As marks of the wars she did not care to fight

‘That’s my heart you have taken, those my arms,
And my feet, and the back of my head,
This my voice you have silently broken, and part of my soul,
These my speaking and walking that you’ve kindly wrecked’

Hundreds of feet or she reckons
Comb every inch of her quietness
And the disturbing humming on her ear
That distracts her from her self-compelled sleep
Little carriers of dust and waste
Simple things we miss everyday

She will not stand up on her feet for a while
She will not defy anyone for some time
As she turns into liquid and dives in through the pipes
She will not take the hand that’s beside her
She’ll refuse anyone’s help
And she will not ask for mercy
Or listen, or even care what you have to say
As she grows roots to the ground and turns into a tree

She’s decided her fate tasting the honey that runs through her lips
Admiring the colors displayed
by some wine and some milk spilled over dead flowers
And the smell of sweet coffee and cake
Set on a table that waits for the guests

Gone

I'll be flying up tonight
Along with the clouds
A little bit closer to the lights in the sky
A litlle bit further away from the stars in the towns
Sharing coded flashes from ground
The secret toungue of the fireflies at dusk
Kiss the world goodbye for tonight
And we'll talk tomorrow when the miles won't set us apart

Ghost of the night...

He could hear the sirens breaking the silence of the night
And the random voices dancing on the street
The sounds of the city at darkest hours
Obediently staring at the stranger laying beside him
The intimate stranger, but a stranger after all
When would he stop unraveling strangers?
When would he stop living by the lights of the night?
He could not stop thinking of the footsteps and the rain outside
Then he knew it was time to leave
Silently, like a thousand times before
Almost like a job
Almost compulsive
Almost obsessive

Breakable Time

´Are you ready to leave?´ she said,
and then run hiding in the bushes
Couldn't catch her with my camera
Didn't even have the time to ask her...
...Ask her what?
Just the same with the army the day before,
though they never said a word
We would just race for a while,
until they disappeared right behind me
And that night, when the clock wanted to play
but the rain caught my attention and I forgot about him
Funny
But I'm ready to leave...