That Which Must Not Be Looked Upon
Arise dead ones; the grave has been loosened,
It has been crumbled up, like a man crumbles up a dream.
I Looked into myself, to the emptiness that is me
A dream lies before me
My foot has crushed it and in anger I have buried it
I have closed myself to it
For a buried dream must not be looked upon
It must not be remembered,
It must not be spoken off
For in the eyes, in remembrance, in the word- the grave loosens it.
-one
Copyright © Juan Blanco | Year Posted 2015
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