Canto XVI

December

You had to cut my wings

Destroy our nest

Now

I’m free.

Miserably

Crawling

I abruptly take my body to a lesbian bar

I score a panoramic stool

I haven't had a sip of alcohol yet

But already feel like throwing up.

I ask for a Shandy

I look around

This feels like rape

So strong is the feeling of vanishing

Disintegrating into thin air

A girl across the bar asks me,

“Are you ok?”

With a smile,

I hide my desire to shout

“FEEL LIKE SHIT”

“You seem to be fading away”

She adds.

Indeed, I am.

Into the background music

Crawling in my skin.

THE RIVER

A place where mercy flows

My soul jumps in

Maybe a current can take me somewhere

Where nothing ends or begins

Perhaps

I can find peace

Simply by being swallowed by the sea

as she voraciously welcomes the river’s currents

which she vigorously waits for.

Another sip

I fade into the tune

To the loud voices

A mix of accents

My soul disintegrates into notes

Wishing it could go away for good.

Maybe

LOSING MY MIND

Would not be such a bad option

When the other option is to think.

Can you take me higher?

At least,

Tonight,

The girls are pretty.