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.