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And I Will Love, Again and Again
2 min readJun 17, 2023
~ what else is there ~
Don’t hurl questions at me
why hunger
why dead forests
why crepuscular sorrow
man’s rapacity
a garroted woman
a trashcanned child
why visas matter
don’t ask why
my shambolic life of
hypnagogic hours
follows me beyond
where years lie like discarded lovers
and why should it matter
the planet is cinders, my planet
my only love
who smothered a happy me.
Like a dream lover,
wanted nothing in return.
Who burns a gold-edged tome,
sacred, really,
pregnant with duende and tears,
thrills and fears and oh!
embarrassments of braggadocio
flash fictions, what was I thinking!
love in abandoned buildings
moldy bread and jam,
and it was heaven —
