Come find me

"We haven't mourned enough, you say, for our parting, lost to each other the last time through...torn and apart..."

If you could understand this, would you have come and found me?

Would you have understood my primal urge to define each tongue with intuitive metaphors?

When the testosterone in my estrogen heavy body would have burst like a new sapling of forest,

Would you have understood love as a site of violence,

Some sort of immigrant experience?

Where the horizon would have been the only liminal space I dreamed for

Where the rage was so heavy on my lungs that I had nothing but a guttural cry over each & every mouthful political chant 

Where reason said you cannot move forward in fragments, with half-hearted ploy of disparate elements of the self that was empty to begin with 

Tell me then would you have come and found me in all my emotional whiplashes?

I frame questions now as they fall one upon another, it's too crowded, it is almost repetitive 

Oh sweet mi amor 

When things begin to turn rabid and old and stale and develop parasitic fungus 

A loss of essence in the rain so much so that it desires to dissolve in it 

Would you have come to make new castles of magical and shiny and bright little myths with me, 

for reason of all doesn't satisfy me anymore?

At the meeting of my thighs would you have left your virgin soul?

Or, are there only would-haves and should-haves in this pesky little world 

I think of running into you someday when the sun has lost its power to keep things warm and soothe sultry temperatures

Oh dear mi amor  

Enough dust has settled by now,

do you hear me so?

Enough sea has swallowed up the fast disappearing coastlines 

Enough sighs have been taken under the guise of sights atop a lovely hill 

COME, JUST COME AND FIND ME !