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The Departed 1223.2009
What here?
The stubborn sun refusing to climb
While the bitch barks at nothing
And the heart cries undressed in the snow
There are ships that crash
With calmer men than me
They suffer
They survive
What I’ve done
I always did
Will always do:
Blind my eyes to the expectation they wish to greet,
It waits like a man dressed in white
Waiting to sing the praises of my trust
So he can steel away into the night with its pride.
No I will plant poppies in my empty sockets
So they sleep like a lungful of air
That stills itself to listen instead
We close our mouth to trap the words
That want to fly out their white egresses
Camouflage our bodies from the one
We desire to surrender them to
Because of this, my heart fails
Stretching into the gulf
of my deserted days
Eventually I convince myself
the blue oceans of your eyes
Are only ghosts for haunting me,
Like a lonely woman singing into the dark
That the sea cannot drown her because she says so
Then when I smother my anesthetized consciousness,
Which has become sick from feeding on living death,
When I sever the tendon of my bone tired feet,
Whose limbs are trammeled and useless cripples,
My soul will slip from her skin
Glad to be done of those things
I will disregard the layer bundled worthless upon the earth
That feeds the insects, nourishes the animals -
I’ll be followed by the stubborn sun ascending with me
Thankful at last.
- Marni
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