A Two Reais Bill Is My Lucky Charm
Ceci n’est pas un poème
The scar on your face never comes to my mind when I think of you
The collection of morbid words you told me to read, I never made it to the final page
I just try, try, try,
To fill the space that’s everywhere
Will I understand that it is not mine to take?
Every April I’m reminded of everyone that I loved
All of them left,
And what stayed was a scar invisible to non-blind people
Every time I try to be what you want,
The rules change,
As my breathing goes
I still want you close,
But not enough
I still want to be near,
But not enough for you
To notice me
Every time your silence speaks volumes
I wish I could read your mind,
To understand your silence,
To decipher your smile,
To get to know why you love the way you do
Why did you leave but still act like it’s nothing
I tried to plant a garden,
In the empty space left
It became a cemetery
Every now and then,
I go there, I leave a prayer
A rose, a plea
Trying to find a guide back to reality
I can’t give you my words,
So I gave you my images,
Other people’s feelings
We both know you’ll leave
And the cemetery will be
Darker
Wider
Fuller
Please, don’t go away
Not very far, maybe an ocean of distance
Or a train long trip
Stay on the same planet
Just so we can share the same sky, see the same moon
Please, go
But leave a rope so I can find you
