Incalculable Poem by For Matilde

In the beginning was nothing
something to be filled
it was so sudden
so unexpected
and so faraway
we are kingdoms now
earthly realms of mountains and fields
the uncomplicated silence of the earth and the sky
tends our withering intimacies
feeds both our hunger and pointlessness
as if this is something we can understand
there we are
can you see us, dark Cherokee -
or do you choose banishment
(whereas, I grasp
for the thinnest roots of reason)
and when i cannot gaze at you
the wingtips of my soul
rest on your face

Do not wake precious from your sleep
your dreams fly to me
from the crevices of your heart
your voice breaks itself into pieces
between my fingers
in the dense spaces
of a skull made of glass
your eyes glow infinitely
why do I hear you always in the forest
between words uttered
and words thought
under dead trees

I seek the unbearable asylum
the incalculable
the incomprehensible possibilities
of being
of becoming
of kneeling in The Temple
in silent incense
to incinerate myself
and glow
to hear the kindling cries
of the beggar
in my heart