My Wish For You, And My Own Dream Too Poem by RIC BASTASA

what i wished for you
has come, now you have
found your own world,
and so, you must release
me from your hold,
for i too must find mine,

what you wished for me
is impossible, but i have
not described it yet for you,
you are drawing a cat
with only one tail, and i am
sort of twin rats, moving in
opposite directions, and

this made me so unhappy,
it is this wish fulfilled that
i must find you finding your
own pair of stars settling in
the middle of your hair,
parting confusion and setting
aside the convulsion of
homelessness,

i have no home, it is not in
your bosom, i cannot live longer
in your thoughts,

inside me is a boat moving away
on slow sails, and there is no strong
wind yet, to set me far away.

i am anchored on a port with no
inhabitants.
it is a city without any smoke at all.

i wonder where are all the children
the urchins of the streets of lonely
houses, whose windows are not
lighted, whose paths have no feet.

do you see me living amidst all the
Greek nude statues? do you see me
as a black bird perched on a
electrical wire alone and gazing
on the plains upon a heavy rain?

i am always on the side of words
because they make me live though
hurt so badly, by the meanings of
its sentences. i wish i can live some
more to see the birth of my dreams
as i run naked along the shore deep
in the darkness of the night and

then the typhoon begins to blow
all that i have strongly within me.