when you have to make a hard decision, flip a coin
why?
because when that coin is in the air...
you suddenly know what you're hoping for.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

"Más que aire más que agua más que labios ligera, ligera tu cuerpo es la huella de tu cuerpo" -- Octavio Paz

Light laps at my feet,
Shadow lines.
Retrace my steps and
I shall sleep

An eternity back.
Looming cities hanging
Lost lights like
Lanterns floating with no line,

No way home
Only hands now on
Windows.
Sleepless eyes peering out,

Only handprints now on
Mist glass
Perspiring ghosts gone
That refuse to dream

Though I try and eyes flutter
Breathing barely alive.
The sunsets you loved
Sink behind notes

And I smile as much to wipe
My tears. Fall like shattered
Sounds,
Chase melodies around me

If I lived again.
But of course above the waves
It seems your voice
I hear instead.