A useless absence
When my father died
I didn’t want to suffer so I buried my emotions in my dad’s grave
and walked away naked.
I was right,
a cold mind iced my passions, life splinters didn’t hurt me,
the rain passed without touching me
but so did the sun and the smiles.
I traveled to cancerous places where music was forbidden,
I didn’t care,
death forgot me, I live as a putrid regret.
I live the only way I know,
I feel as an intruder in a useless absence.
