Being (Human) = Only one person lives within my body, where is he, and who, within your skin ? In my heart, in my head, in my brain, in my feet; In my belly, and last of all, In my blood: Only one. Are you sure that you exist --- On your own ?

It churns;
longing for the sun
unsettles me.

Your words sear black
into every white page.

Thighs chant,
narrow, smooth,
and the hands huge and slack.
Palm trees
bend obediently.
Old man like monkeys
ride in their sleep
patient mules
towards the sea.
Dark sand, ragged shacks
mango leaves, well-proportioned,
banana leaves, awkward ragged leaves,
great leaves dangling high,
taste of orange, sweet taste of corruption,
taste of fish and the nets a spider's web
between me and the red sun.

It's a river that I cannot tame,
it leaps through the great gloom
and says it.

It is all human bought strong and week.