I Am From Where I Am Not
The sky and the bird are in the same place
the sky is vast, the bird is not
the bird has the ability to fly
the sky doesn’t.
The seed, the size of an eye’s iris
and the corpse are in the same place
the seed grows into immensity of green
the corpse shrinks into a worm’s belly.
I am someone from somewhere
being here doesn’t mean not being there
I’ve thought frequently
and I’ve changed occasionally
My dreams and I are not in the same place
“I am from where I am not”: 1
and it seems as if I become
someone else in a different instant.
The tree and I are in the same place
I have the ability to think
The tree doesn’t.
It grows, withers and grows again
I grow, I stop, I die.
1: Octavio Armand