Tag: death

I saw myself in this one young woman in the foreground
With a look of desolation and a body that looked pregnant
As she leaned against the moss covered rocks off to the side
Apart from all the people celebrating midsummer

I knew her person was gone just like me
And just like me she looked across at the fires from far away
And wanted something in their light to say:
“Live your life, and if you don’t
The ground is definitely ready at any moment to open up again
To swallow you back in
To digest you back into something useful for somebody”
Meanwhile above all these Norwegians dancing in the twilight
The permanent white snow gleamed
You used to call me “Neige Éternelle”