In this wretched Earth
There is nothing to be gained
Nothing to dream of
Just wait for the stars to fall
And watch every face burn up

Circuits of sorrow
Light up in my lonely head
Electric worries
Burning up rubber matter
The dreaming self up in smoke

Oh Poem
May you be as radiant
As the sun
Live long and prosper
Be the beacon of my existence

Tell somebody that there was
Somebody who was me
With this body
With this collage of emotions
With this pattern of Love lives

May you be read by somebody,
Anybody with the fever
The fever of solitude
The fever of authenticity

Oh Poem
May you find campsites
With firewood and streams
As you go along the forest
Of human existence

Have the courage
That I do not have
To kiss potential lovers
To drive to the mountains

Grow up
Let go of me forever
You are lovelier
than your creator
And more so stronger

Why do I have to move?
To cause emotions?
To hurt people?
Why do I have to have the ability
To raise butterflies?
To destroy worlds?
Why do I have to be
In a community of bodies?
In an ******* of souls?
Why do I have to be me?
To have this power,
To have a personality.
Why should I have
The ability to break?
To love somebody?
Why this?
Why?

I reject it all

Let me disappear
In a chapter of a book,
In a movie scene,
In the background of paintings.
Let me fall in love
Without the flowers or dates,
Without the seaside,
Without the spur of madness.
Let me serve in truth
In the quiet of real death,
Without attention,
With the taste of fresh water.
Let me be human
Without the splendor of stars,
Without the need to cheat death.

Turn me into fire
Into a forgotten star
Turn me into sand
Into the seashore of faith
Don't let me be whole
I want to forget myself
And remember you
Only you and nothing else
Send me into hell
Into the darkest heaven
Drag me to the depths
Of my regrets and my sins
Turn me into fire
Let my whole body repent
Turn me into sand
And enslave me forever
In the end, let you
Be the one that's left of me
Let you be the one to be

Let the winds blow on my face
And move me to tears
Let the heartaches of tomorrow
Shatter me to nothing

I shall be the rock on the shore
Shaped by the currents
Glistening black and white
With foam and minerals

I shall be the the mathematical point
Almost non-existent
But is the tower of all creation

I shall be the city of Love
Trembling in faith
And peopled by lovers

Let yesterday's ghosts
Celebrate my failures
Let me be satisfied
To simply be

For existence's sake.