Monday, December 28, 2009

How Did You Know Your Baby Had Milk Allergies

After mourn



cry all at once. Wow
absences along with the layoffs,
every day of sadness, loneliness, uncertainty,
nightmares and cry cry all night,
the same time on the same day.
cry the pain of others with my own eyes, if ever one did not know mourn.
we wept for all the times I wanted and I could not mourn, I cry
all over my body, tears filled the sea.

Borro ancient blanks in my skin
and I make up new watercolors, blurring
weep tears of all at once.
Then my naked body, crying and clean
becomes the canvas upon which I always wanted to paint.

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