and i find your dreams are troubled again, our mother,
our saviour, ave regina
but you put on a composed smile, little darling,
bright and clear,
like skies in june, goddess of athena
oh - i know, i know, you shed tears too, you found your hair is falling out!
your limbs are limping, and you don't have any tickets to escape the town,
to the motherland, or the seven seas, where you belong
and look, now, we are fighting the same war
this massive isolation, deafening silence,
repugnant confusion
see, where's your god now?
you sighed to the heavens although you know it's wrong
we are in the same isolation,
i am with my quilt and quill
and you are with the moon, your man of dreams,
comfort of homes
and the world is frail, darling, it's on fire
and this is what i see:
things diminishing, disheartening
and despite the tiffs, despite the madness,
i'll tell you this: you have all that i want.
take it all, i said, risk it all
and he did risk it all, and for you, it was never an afterthought,
and that is something that i foresaw but i was never prepared for
you have sadness as big as the world, sitting on your shoulders,
and i have mine fits perfectly in my grasp,
but i want yours
i don't know everyone's battle zone, in my whole life i only know mine
but what you have is something that was a part of mine, whose body and soul was pervading my body, who owns this poetry, fire of my frigid, frail soul
and i want your sadness so big that it destroys me,
and so we can always forget what we have in hands
and i wish you well,
i never wished you to know the feelings that need to be felt in order to write this