November 15th, 2012

Dream of the Endless

with a love so vast and shattered



Il mio NaNoWriMo di quest'anno mi sta facendo fare uno sforzo di riflessione e introspezione personale che nemmeno un corso avanzato di esercizi spirituali. Il mondo fa il resto.

Through the days of shame that are coming
through the nights of wild distress
though your promise count for nothing
you must keep it nonetheless

You must keep it for the captain
whose ship has not been built
for the mother in cofusione
her cradle still unfilled
for the heart with no companion
for the soul without a king
for the prima ballerina
who cannot dance to anything