And with abandon, we

OR

And abandoned, we

NO

You abandoned

me

AND

In abandoning

YOU

Forgot to be

WHAT

You promised

BUT

You waited

/

Interrogated

And then

WHEN

Everything burned

(again)

WITH

Abandon

WE

Found hope

IN

Each other

AND

Abandoned, we

NO

no

YOU

Abandoned me

SO

Why

does this keep happening?

Disembodiefication

And when I begin to feel trapped in myself I remember 

When I was a kid and believed that the boundaries of our bodies brains 

Were much more porous 

It seemed obvious that if you worked hard enough to leave 

(or simply to let go of the habit of staying) 

You could take up residence in someone else’s body mind world 

And maybe, if you really wanted it, you could give up

Embodiment entirely and float around

In a sea of other people’s thoughts habits

I don’t recall the small matter of what happened to a body’s original owner

But following my own logic, if those borders are so fluid fake

Then crossing them wasn’t any serious violation 

I must have assumed that other people inhabited me as well, though I don’t recall

Having any particular feelings about it, save perhaps a dose of jealousy

That I was stuck in only myself while others roamed free.

Dear Distance

To distance

Opening up

Like a fruit that splits

As it ripens

So too we fall

Apart, and together

Build up a remembered time

And you, distance

Cushion the landing

Like white noise

Like fog

Like rushing waves

And

O mar vai derramar   [the sea will spill]

Da janela, da cabeça   [from the window, from the head]

E à distância   [and in the distance]

Entre nos   [between us]

Uma fruta amadurece   [a fruit ripens]

E racha   [and splits]