Saturday, July 19, 2014

Rose Ormus

Of the fair illusion 

Of the ruthless accuracy 

Of the way everything wants to be new and everlasting 

I trust that 

I trust that 

I trust that 

I trust that you have followed us, held us captive as an act of revenge and now looking over your own shoulder, paranoid, are menaced by an undying love    Yeah   that's diasporic consciousness 


A way of overcoming        severance