There is water in me?
This piece was inspired by Roni Horn's diverse photographs of water and the question: "When you see yourself reflected in the water, do you recognize the water in you?"
Text:
My reflection is unowned by the spirit possessed in me
It’s a mirage of symmetry
Mimicking the creation of lies, of could bes
Cus the water is nothing but a resource
And my existence is none other that a decoy
Pumping in to a glass half empty
Cus the recognition of an ocean is a see-saw
Waving at fluctuations of people staring in
Hoping to find the moments that mean the most
In search of the sun’s essence
Cus Ive never seen one in the mirror
So I gaze in amazement at the waves easy sailing
Like the others who have come
Through the shadows
Into the sunlight
Only to flicker in the pond
And tingle in these waters
Like bed of waves
Franchising rainbows through my body
Into the glare of reality
As tears stream into ponds
Imprinting storms in my eyes
Cus isolation was always the key to this destiny
Water its you and me
Cus alone there is no reason to breathe
It’s a glare of life lived magnitude
Magneting solitude
Cus the silence in this room
Screams the voices of why Im here
Where everything drips safely to the winds beating pulse
Synchronizing
With my
Triple pained metronome
Orchestrated to bull frogs
Croaking to their
Jazz songs
Blunt with despair
Left to tingle the broken cracks of broken records
Broken records
Broken records
And I hope I recognize it in me
But my reflection only rippled when I fell into the sea.
Cus I could never see the water in me
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Date:
April 26, 2010
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