At 10 Seconds To Midnight Poem by L.B. Temuco

Oh cruel bitter sea
your fish a thousand lies
on this slab
in blood
they are still
with dull stones for eyes
I will not look back
for there is nothing
but your silent
unexpected wake
and there is the wind
its shadow on
the changing water
we have danced always
between pleasure and pain
when we have found solace
it has been on the sides of cold mountains
we have touched fireflies between birth and death
we have attached ourselves
to passing clouds
to galaxies
to the hot irons of our desires
Now I am uncaused
without effect
forgiving
Oh God of Beginninglessness
Anarchros
I no longer stand in this queue
with my heart
with my future
I am a tattoo at sunset
a divine sigh
my love is unattached
but more than it was
like a fallen cherry
I do not wish to return
to the infection of meaning
to the false ripeness of
a word said
a thought bloated
I will just keep for as long
as I can
the long breath
we breathed
and Little Girl (or you with the darkened soul)
I am going to sleep with you
in the desert tonight
at ten seconds to midnight
If I want you I must give you up
Nothing really
Nothing is real
but the miracle
of our existence