Skeptical Notes

Death is not a discovery but an invention
A rejected apology and life…
Life is less than a gallery of self-made portraits.
To justify forgiveness …
people divide time into years, months and weeks
To deny their belief in space
people build boundaries between mine and yours
worship property and baptize stillborn words
To incriminate faith people write diaries
always about their other selves
never about who they pretend to be.
You can’t be missed unless you are completely gone
It’s a sad fact that oxygen is taken for granted
But its worth is no secret and no regret
they say we are either choosers or beggars
we can share a sunrise but not a sunset
burst into laughter or tears
monitor a sarcastic firework disaster
have our own names chosen and our own graves built
underground
with dreams grown inside oysters
trapped inside the circle of guilt
According to fairytales
written by old children who won’t play
Today is a much younger tomorrow than yesterday.

Duplex

On the ground -
The tears of the wind
Dissolve above the ripening tombs
Like some Babillonian gardens
Staring at an invisible sin.

In the sky-
Atrophied and overcried wings,
Try to deny
The wrongful calling of yesterday
At least three times ;
All thirsty of dreaming,
All hungry of bonding,
And crossing the line
into forbidden orchards.

The only proof for the dawn
Is in the horizon.