Lletres:
Consider The Thief

I'll self-destruct With and entity in me that Fails and corrupts. Like cryptic codes and cancer I'll Cauterize, so I can trade flesh and blood For a skin

Can we leave it behind, to be untouchable? To document with photos and tape? Can they separate our signatures, And write new passions on our souls? They

You can pull nails, but a hole is made, and for every hole a haunt of memory where the voids left too small a space to slip through my recall, the pieces

O see the light ring through the fog the herald of that distant star that guides you the horizon through, and fades forever when I move. "Come all,"

If you go far away I would grow sails or wings to cross the deep above or underneath If the eastern winds blow kind across the empty space between my

A man amidst thieves, lay lame and sickly, as the passersby see but all just keep moving There priestly and pious, pass on the wayside. heedless and

Of how many cities brought to light, how many cities are there left to find? and who could search them all? There hide two for every one, I was daunted

Lord, please tell me what it is I used to do. Was I not a prophet, or a dreamer, or a seer? All people I had fooled. Please tell me who it is used to

"Stone by stone dismantled yet rebuilt within mere days, I will then stand over you until the end of age, should this cup not pass me. I drink it to