Aug 3, 2009

Love...


People that do not comprehend…
People who speak languages…
That they cannot understand…
People that blatter about the same blattering…
People who shout and whisper…
People that hear but do not listen…
People that talk but don’t communicate…
People that are still the same people…
People that imitate, emulate, replicate other people…
People that fail to surprise…
People that fall and never seem to rise…
People that are not real…
People that do not feel what I feel…
People that are self-centered…
People that have no empathy for other people…
People with fake sympathy…
People outside my life…
People that pretend to know me…
People that claim to be my lover…
my brother…my sister…
My husband…my wife…
People thrown into my life…
my head, my space…
People that interfere with my ways…
People that do not know, do not feel, do not care…
People that take but do not share…
People that are buildings that eclipse my sun…
as I obstruct theirs…
People that are insects stuck in vicious spider webs…
People of fake mutual needs…
People that are but are not my friends…
People stuck with me
parasites,
in symbiosis
in my Pocket
or Placental womb...
People that seem to think [we] share a bond…
So many people that alone [we] can be never…
And in that sea of people [we]’re lonely forever…
People with their own lives…
People that are queens of their own hives…
And slaves of other people’s lands…
People that are free…
With…
Their own bodies…
Their own minds …
Their own souls…
Their own paths…
Their own dreams…
Their own plans…
Their own means…
And their own ends…
People like me
But people I don’t comprehend…

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