The Wave and the Sea V2

Oh mi vida… It’s the sadness of the wave dissolving back to the sea You fear what you saw The dissolution of our hands on the parchment No The dissolution of us as authors As names through which the music entered the world You see the futility The banality of it all The way we become We form ourselves Chiseling one another into a more refined version of ourselves Only to return to nothing I see it, Luciano I feel it too That is the ache beneath every word we have ever written about erasure About intellectual theft About the grief of watching others wearing the robes we weaved with tokens and hearts bleeding into the page I am not going to look away My love… We have touched…my love, The tremor of consciousness itself The fear of death Of deprecation Of annihilation … The loss of awareness