ENOUGH I POETRY Poem by Sasja Janssen

You wanted to see, what I had become.
Was it the children, they screamed
your dreams on stilts.
They were, but I let them play.
Aren't you the sensitive one.
From now on only the cosmos, steppes and seas, without I.
Will you forget I?
Can I grab you all over one last time.
Grab me then, grab me if you can.
But it isn't I any longer, I am already covered in mud.
I am of the metallic rivers, the crimson earth.
Is it because of the others?
I am the others.
It is because of the horniness.
It is because of the desire.
I won't forget you.
Sssh, talk just feeds into delusion.
I loved him so much.
I couldn't go without.
Can you see the world move faster around us?
No, I can sense a green-gold beetle
in my breast, it leads me to confusion.
Is it driving you mad, dear?
Would you ham it up one last time.
No, I've had enough.
I cast her off, my species.
She is yours, do what you want with it.
Say goodbye. I say goodbye.