denouement on the horizon

closer and closer to the end...

every turn is coming to a stop...

the swirl of the wind is slowing down...

quietly dying...

soon it will be gone forever...

more and more the need for answers is receding...

every clue, minimal and faint, suffices...

all of the doubts are withering...

disappearing... quietly clearing the scars of deceit...

in a few moments they will vanish completely...

memories crash onto each other as they run away

and fall shattered into this raging sea of fire...

they are fading into nothingness...

they become consumed...

closer and closer now to the end...

you are finally coming to a complete stop...

every turn feels winding down...

slowly down...

quietly dying...

soon it will all be gone forever...

the day is bleeding...

the day is fading...

you lie with certain uneasiness...

you keep answering questions with more questions...

c. March, 2001

the green cargo note pad

(un)just

it doesn't matter how long ago we started it all...

because anyone can see how things have changed as time went by...

and so do you...

and so do i...

it doesn't matter how many things were shared in the past...

because things, they come and go, and memories slowly stay behind...

and so do yours...

and so do mine...

it doesn't matter how much i said i loved you then,

it doesn't matter how much you say i've changed...

it doesn't matter how many times

you keep saying you were wrong...

i always knew you were not perfect

and that doesn't matter

to me

anymore

it doesn't matter if things are no more the way they used to be...

it doesn't matter how now i need a thousand reasons to say i love you...

it doesn't matter

all of that is in the past

and so are you...

and so am i...

c. Feb, 2000

all that there is in your eyes

to look into your eyes is

like staring immersed

at the face of

one bottomless abyss

they are dark and

they are beautiful

they are strange and

they are mesmerizing

they can forever wander

when you attentively listen

they can tell stories

when you are calm and silent

they can sing

when you smile

c. Feb, 1999

from loose leaf

during trip to Cabo San Lucas

Baja California Sur, México

undying wish

angel,

when will you come back?

everyday and

everynight

all i do

is dream

of you

and imagine that i have you

at last

by my side

i dream that again

i can whisper to your ear

how much i have loved you

i dream that again

my eyes can see their reflection

in the furnace of your eyes

i dream that you

mend me once more

with the honey from your lips

i dream that you

heal all my wounds

by that silk off your hands

i dream that

again

i am whole

c. Feb, 1999

from loose leaf

during trip to Cabo San Lucas

Baja California Sur, México

it can only mean one thing

whatever it is... i just don't know... it's maybe all bottled up deeply inside your head... and only you shall know it, for you just don't say anything else...

then again, maybe it's all in your face... hidden away to be deciphered... behind some dead gesticulation... behind your painful lack of expression... yet i don't see it... and you won't let me see it...

you don't say what you mean... and now you just don't say anything at all... but it is unmistakable, and it is palpable... it's bothering you... it's breaking you... and it's killing me...

whatever it is...

c. 19 July, 2001

needs

so

you need to take it all back

to basics

you need to head back down to where

it all

began

you need to find the place where all

the knowledge

all the wisdom

all the good faith

went

all that noble goodness

won't serve any purpose

if kept away from

everyone

so what are you waiting for?

say, what are you waiting for?

so you don't know

exactly what you're doing

or why

you do what you have to do

just do what you have to do...

c. May, 2001

original eraser for Just Do

beacon

wicked

as a dream

while your eyes are wild and open

to the sun

you can't help but only let

the light

go through

as it comes in

smothered

as a muffled gun

while your brain is like a beacon

and it faintly wants to shine

words you utter and spew out

are all blurred

they're all muddled

neutralized

c. Apr, 2000

moment

save me again that precise moment

when the sun has not totally set

and the night hasn't begun to fall

just yet

save me again that precious moment

when your eyes are about to close

and the touch of sleep is barely a soft

caress

my steps on every single one of your

shadows...

save my memories for tomorrow

save your kiss

my hands on the spark and light of your

face...

save me your intuition

save me your contradictions

send my heart again to the far lands

where time is eternal

yet it's barely been born

save that moment

forever

c. Dec, 1999

threat

you have become a threat to my imagination,

and now my imagination is rolling fast

on a downward spiral,

and now my imagination is on the verge of extinction,

because now the words are escaping me

you have become dangerous,

if ever so slightly,

to my ability of not believing,

to my ability of not wanting to ever

fly again

and now ways are slipping from my grips,

and now all i can see

is all words ending

in writings of you

c. Mar, 2000