Saturday, March 12, 2005

The Somnambulist

Alone I walk into a deserted land.
I search for something, I do not know how it looks,
is it, It or Is it a He or She? Can I see it?
Or should I feel it?

I feel something in the air, I seek water
there is only sand, but no, it was mud just minutes ago.
I still feel something, ignoring the mud I proceed
trees, are they shoots or trees, I still do not know.

Is there an escape? Trees disappear, so does the land.
I run, run, run, but where to? The air carries me
or do I run?
I disappear, can they see me? They pass me unnoticed
I am alone again, but no, I still want to be with them.
Do I?

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