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I was eating myself in my selfishness

Becoming emptier, vaster and dark.

Eating the world yet never satiating the longing.

A hole gaped open inside me

…vacuuming…

Stirring the cyclone,

the whirlpool of pain.

Myself at the center of my own tragedy,

Autonomous crises.

An island of self-generated misery…

Will there be any ocean left, by the time my ship comes in?

…learn to swim