Swinging on the tip of the tongue
Deprived of sanity
Loneliness because they see and hear
But do not feel a presence
Near the back
In front of the rear
Location is unlocated
In the middle of the lifespan
You sway away to the melodies
Of your mothers cotton like voice
Trembling not knowing
If it is mommy or the wind
Big, vast, extended
Desert abandoned
You are the desert and the sweltering sand is in you
In your ears
In your stomach pleats
In the hollows of your cheeks
And you pour water
But forget to drink
So you spill raw
And crisped sorrow
In these caves
Just inside your cheeks
Invisible oceans of
Rust and salt
And you touch but do not feel
You forget to feel as soon as you sense
The moment dies as soon as it stands up
On its third heel
And you are locked up
Imprisoned in oblivion
Inside the hollows of your cheeks
And you scream deliver me! Deliver me!
Mommy
I am here!
Inside of you, deliver me!
But she is no longer here herself
So you cannot be there too
So you dive back to where you came from
To where you were before
To where your mommy resides
To where we don't even remember ourselves anymore