#indianocean
The gigantic wheels
of light emerge from the sea --
like super spaceships.
Jun 8, 2024
Jun 8, 2024 at 3:17 AM UTC
I wanted to write your name down in blood
over and over and over
on slabs of gold and stone
but you prefer to be left alone.
I wanted to build a monument of your face
to overlook your land, your tribes, your home
but you prefer to be left alone.
Instead, I wrote your name on lavender sands,
your birth date on the golden change of winds,
my love for you on the sunset over the Indian Ocean.
I wrote everything for you
on places of scatter
and on places of dissolve.
I wanted to leave your mark on the world
but realized the irony in such
because you are already aligned
with the rising sun and setting moon,
you are already an endless cycle of life and death.
Still, I want to write you down in history
but you don't want to leave your mark on the world,
you don't want your coming and going announced.
To leave my mark on the world,
you said,
I would first have to injure it,
disturb the status quo,
but I would rather be left alone.
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 9:28 AM UTC