The skin of my father ages in my mouth
Lifelessly flowing on the never ending ?
Unfinished tears still sharpened
Listening with both eyes
The sun accused me of hiding too much
Said I carried too much ocean in my voice
I laughed, at the boy whose body I once owned
Sadly I’ve killed him, only because I have loved him
Trust came and left too many indelible scars in my mind
Still, I think I am in love with hiding behind metaphors
Staring at my sublimity fade into nothingness
Staring into the nothingness
Promising every emptiness it ferries within
Painting a well-lighted entity on silence
And calling it mine.