Thursday, November 11, 2004

ENCHANTED

Today, I won’t get lost in your scent or your swallows.
I won’t get lost, neither in battle, nor in the absurd,
Nor even in your labyrinth neither in my maze.
Today, I won’t get lost in your surroundings.
I won’t get lost near you. Not near. Not close.

Today, I won’t get lost under religions.
I won’t get lost in fabrications of letters.
I won’t get lost in unfinished realities, in fantasies.
Today, I won’t get lost in “incomprehensible,”
In “undefined,” in nouns, in mistakes.

Today, I get lost in stories.
I get lost in illusions and delusions.
I get lost in the unchangeable past, in destiny.
Today, I get lost in memories,
In your sounds, in my dreams, in the wind.

Today, I get really lost in the whole.
In the ringing of my stomach,
In the butterflies of my ears.
Today, I get lost in your saliva, in the essentials
In the source beyond description

Today, I know I am lost in simplicity
I am simply lost
Today more than ever, I am lost
And I give that loss to you

Deimo