Sunday, October 7, 2012

Sand, Salt and Stones


I keep my mouth shut
cause I am so far
from the places and spaces
I know 
that
If I spoke
I wouldn't know


where                    where              where
           to begin                 to go                 to come from



How did I come?

From the desert 
to the city;

from the mountain 
to the city;

from the ocean
to the city.


From where do I come?

The dry sand
cold stone
salt.


Drifting
always            d r  i   f    t    ing            s i f     t   ing
salt                                                               from the             s e a
stones                                                                       from the                 s a n d.


I am so far from the places and spaces I know.


This city took me
takes me
in
makes me
wonder

Am I wrapped or trapped?

In the deep fibers of history and hustle
I keep my mouth shut
because these spaces and places 
are so far 
from what I know

And I do not know 
how to bring them
here.
speak them
here.

Salt.

Mountain.

Stone.

Desert.

Sand.

Sea.


I wander.

Am I wrapped or trapped?

2 comments:

davisconfused said...
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davisconfused said...

wrapped. a gift ready to be opened. you rejoice to receive you as you are! wherever you are, as long as you have the energy it requires, to unwrap this gift.