Ricardo Miguel Silva - Writing

Full Empty

take me to the exit
hold my arms so I don't bite them when I attack myself
be the flame of my wick and wax
insist upon burning me
slowly
but burn... burn...
make of the avid breathing my reason to aspire to your warmth
and then erase my tears
spread them all over my face
with your lips of blood and wine
bite my arms, tie them with yours
intertwine yourself in me
take a peek
reveal
(but don't tell anyone)
can you then handle my screams?
that I don't even know why? (I, who know every_thing?)
I know... nothing
I know

you

in

me

you stand at the wide open door
breezes stubbornly closing it
from the stigma of my indolence
of my diseases

of my lack of completeness that opens wide
of the fear of equilibrium that closes
slowly
but burn... burn...
for the light that fear erases, you make fire
try and I promise I will annihilate/complete you

nihil

I will make my less infinity into zero with you -- more infinity
tie my arms and I won't walk away
take me out of here, run away with me

I'm
so

empty