Which Mad Pursuit

Which Mad Pursuit

I forget the words you said but
I could feel my heart in my neck
beating oh-no; oh-no; oh-no
Running now, remembering,
it keeps that time and my legs,
my body following, running oh-no,
chase oblivion.

Coming when I’m not looking,
cautiously, behind the fierce sun
that drowns the world in white
until all that’s left is my heart—
Oblivion, I haven’t found you yet.

And you, my heart, would you leave,
run away beyond my legs,
catch Oblivion,
find your way to her
where the rest of me,
mind and body, can’t go?

My legs have stopped running.
You seem close enough to reach out to but
nothing moves but light and I
have chased this world of burning light,
caught it, and nothing else.

 


(Another poem from the archives. A friend recently reminded me about poetry, and sent me digging through my backup to see what might be worth posting for posterity)

About Confanity

I love the written word more than anything else I've had the chance to work with. I'm back in the States from Japan for grad school, but still studying Japanese with the hope of becoming a translator -- or writer, or even teacher -- as long as it's something language-related.
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