we have to keep reminding ourselves, over and over: "This is water, this is water."
David Foster Wallace
I need some water
To be immerse in water
When one’s in the water
One feels like they’re back on the womb
Separation and dryness is like
When I was about seven
And my parents had just divorced
I used to hear the same song while going to school
It was my mom’s mourning
While she drove me every morning
Later that year I found out
That my dad had given her
That cd for her birthday
He held a copy of it
In his new apartment
But when I asked about it he said it was bullshit
He didn’t like New Age
In fact, he was always a bit of a Neanderthal
But I would learn to love him dearly
Even though he once forced me out of the womb.
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