What's In a Name

Where had she come from
Where was she leaving to

What did she call herself in the silences

Who was she beyond and beneath her


I knew nothing; none of it at all



And yet, the eyes met
No comets fell
No meteors rose
And yet, the rains lashed the feeble city lives
And yet, the silences thundered the voices in the head
Not a moment stood still
Not a word was spilled

And yet, there was poetry in the blood and in the bones
And yet, there was life and there was death, wrapped in the skin