Dash And Blast

Lips tightly shut

The corners of your mouth

Take no pains to spread far and wide

Across the ocean, I sit

with my heart in my head

Puckered lips waiting for a kiss

The waves and the wind

offer no solace in turn

for a body torn in two.

Still, somewhere on this earth

violins weep, and the air holds its breath

as the world, unable to bear any more its own weight

in the company of a privileged chosen few

quietly heaves its last sigh.