Saturday, January 22, 2005

Wishing well

If there was a point in infinity
where ghosts went,
along with the hallucinations of madmen,
the lost objects,
the broken ones,
the forsaken promises,
the dreams people forget when they wake up,
the stories that never happened,
the ones that did but poets failed to record,
the children who were not conceived,
the places no one ever visited…

If such place existed,
it is there I would go to find you.
It is there I would call home.

© K. Melendez. Reposted & reformatted with admiration.


Blogger sissoula said...

That place must be pretty noisy, but beautiful nonetheless. Something has to be said here, but I'm still not sure what.

10:37 am EET  

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