Sunday, February 11, 2007

i never knew the color of your eyes,

mistaking them for mirrors,
i got lost in the mazes and corridors
which bridge-like led me
never straight but always forward
directly to an indescribable place

if it is indescribable why do you say it?
why do you hold me like a flag, raise me
in battle, who are you fighting (for)?

a dead self. indescribable because unknowable—
open. You had said once. Every word you knew of
love. It was not enough. They fluttered

out into the void.

2 Comments:

Blogger daeshell said...

hey,

I like that poem A LOT!! Good job. I'd love to hear from you. know where you are, and what is your daily motivation--what's going on kid?

i'm busy with more theater working hard--- poor and happy most of the time.
fussy and judgemental in my down time.

i miss you still...

later love and farts forever
D!

9:57 AM  
Blogger irreme seshat said...

Dana! I'm in Chicago (but not close enougt to the lake). My daily motivation is a lack thereof. No, i'm just a bit tired. What ya working on these days? Love and hugs

1:08 AM  

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