Monday, November 17, 2008

WHY I CAN'T SAY
I'd like to say a million things
though often when I speak
it comes out pulling angry words
into "our" spaces when we meet
and never really what I mean
always tripping past 'our' love ...
lost within this conscious state
of 'me' wanting to be... with 'us'
yet every syllable i speak
places a canyon wide between
so many things i wish to say
what i can't say...
and what i mean
and trusting you to clasp my words
reveals a hundred- million hurts
a thousand- million things
my heart unfolds a petal
and love reveals the lie
living falsehoods
in this altered state
across this long and great divide
between my fears and love
while in the time of cholera
through endless suffering
this eternal aching
draws us nearer from the part
where love once wounding
heals these ills
etched m an injured heart

* "Love in the Time of Cholora" by Gabriel García Márquez about a fifty-year love triangle between Fermina Daza, Florentino Ariza and Doctor Juvenal Urbino set. The novel, a picaresque tale of unrequited love, deeply explores the idea that suffering for love is a kind of nobility.

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