from Parting, an unfinished escape

How one decides in life I do not know, I am still unaware of that rudeness. How come I can not feel your pain? What should I do? What can I do? These are the questions I am asking, being not there.

I am disgraced for ever. When the innocent beauty of you is suffering, seems I have become a deaf old bat, my sucking-from-wall face growling in shameless pain. A helpless last giant leap of life vanishes every ownership, an immense brim of a jolt claimed togetherness, for ever.

(aug 4, 2009)