Al Qabri Ramos

 

Deja Vus Affective

I spun around myself,

I created the safety axis.

Your eyes were sheaves

who actively 

entrenched themselves

and gather all my strength.

I invoked the agnostic deity

And I screamed for many years.

I deduced goal achieved

just before its availability

I want to create 

a restore point, can I?

Back you pages,

On that day 

that year, you weren't.

In that chunk of time

where you felt the ground,

On my map you were an outline

imperceptible.

A light without color, 

a texture tasteless, 

an indentation of the others.

I go through 

these lines for months

Geographical

Eliminate past and future

And I'm left with this gift,

Quasi-poisoned.

-I could not have met you,

Make you weird

Or lock you up 

on the other side of me

And call you an invader,

Corpse in the enemy's line.

Burn down the places 

wherever we go,

I delete the conversations 

And the cues, tear the ones

Goals created and reversed 

the yes in a round no.

Today I am a believer in a lesser god,

Today, after the cry and the storm,

of tears and truth, more or less

I'm more of a believer that

even the ghosts catch fire.

I reduce you to ashes, therefore.

And I leave, I turn my back,

sure to be the best.

I don't expect answers,

nor silences or contradictions.

Foot by foot I reach peace

And after the pain

I rebuild new abysses.