Friday, March 27, 2009

Talking Prime Numbers

by Asta Dido

Prime 12

Love is the children we see in each other’s eyes

When the heart is broken in love

The pain one feels is the crying

Of the unborn child

I cry for my unborn

Prime 11

We all live in two worlds

One reality

One fantasy

Some more in one

And less in the other

Happiness can be living in both at once

Fun can be pushing both the their limits

Prime 13

A broken heart is when

When you meditate on every word spoken

None said right

All painfully wrong

Each leading to anguish

The feeling is a passage into the fire of one’s soul

Prime 14

Each try at love is a try for a child

Is not the child a duplication of one’s self

Is it the pride and a bid for immortality

Like the feeling of oneself doubled forever

The ambition of all ancestors pushing

            striving

the body of the body fulfilled

the eternal question answered

At least partially

The consummation  is only the brief joy

Of the total reward

It is keenly felt and only at this moment

And at birth

painfully

At least partially

For all too much to be given at once

The eternal joy of love has a reason

It is thus

Payment in full awaits time

If ever…

Prime 0

Two Wounded Soldiers Talking

Why, why, why trickle

I think I'm going to die 

trickle

Stick your finger in the hole

and let me die in peace

Why me

trickle

Anti War?


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