i will not remember
the hand that shut my mouth

i will not remember
the silence as if the clock was ticking backwards

i will not remember
the ice circling in the glass

i will not remember
the eyes that passed through mine

i will not remember
the bread & water & bones

i will not remember
the shining dark outside the window

i will not remember
the ladder that could have been toppled

i will not remember
how i wanted to eat my own eyeballs

i will not remember
the corner of my room where i couldn't hide

i will not remember
how i learned not to cry

i will not remember
what i have almost forgotten
 
 

Have

the laziest sage in a nomad's land,
but cannot find the heart for compliance -
worldly attachment can never be planned.

answering only his navel's command,
smiling through the lonely crimes of tyrants -
the laziest sage in a nomad's land.

love refuses to arrive on demand,
wisdom is as strange and rare as silence,
and worldly attachment cannot be planned.

his hungry students might not understand,
since they show not a trace of defiance -
the laziest sage in a nomad's land.

change can be made with the touch of a hand,
with the breath and the will in alliance,
but worldly attachment cannot be planned.

falling asleep in the warmth of the sand,
to dream of a war without violence -
the laziest sage in a nomad's land.
worldly attachment can never be planned.
 
 

Song

at last 
alone 
again 

and able 
to add 
self to self