O Oedipus

have you ever loved a mother

have you ever loved the woman in a mother
have you ever loved the mother in a woman


how did it feel

they say words are an alchemy
but sometimes
words cannot suffice for the wuthering storms wrecking your insides all the way down to the entrails
or, maybe sometimes
the goosebumps are better forgotten in the skin, the quicksands drowned beneath


have you ever loved a mother

i once did

have you ever felt the peace of a dead midnight in the midst of a wreaking havoc
have you ever watched the flight of freedom even as the worlds came crashing by
have you ever drenched the betweens in love and in lust at the crossroads of a frozen time

i once did

every time our eyes met across the melting pellets of ice pressed hard between the vanishing lips
every time my fingers felt the scars from the time they cut her open
every time her being stood still to the goodnights at the doors of my bare ribs



i once loved a woman and a mother
i once loved the woman and the mother