Alone
I have nothing more to ask of myself
what beginnings I had
I have devoured them all
I am empty I am full
Every day I rise at dawn
I put on my name
and paint a big fire on the wall
I pretend the house is burning
the firemen all dead
The house burns all day
it will go on till night breaks
I live in the heat
never burned never charred
A stiff cluster of pasts goes on
clinging like molds all over me
disrobe me no future wind will dare
I am dressed I am not going anywhere
Lia Lopez-Chua
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