AFTER

They that love beyond the world
cannot be separated by it.
Death cannot kill what never dies.
William Penn

After the galaxies exploded,

After a thousand wars,

After the Moon cried

Behind the stars.

After the ball of threads

Fell on the floor

And my needles knitted

This fate I try to ignore.

After being born and died

When time was out of time.

After my cherished pain gave birth

To another half rhyme.

After having bitten a snake,

Savoring my poison and blindness

While the scales were weighing

My torment and sadness.

After what was and will ever be,

After.

Long,

Long after the two of us,

I still breathe,

I still exist.

Long after the two of us,

Words vanish,

Every day in my calendar is

A dangerous excess.

Long after the two of us,

I still love you,

I still need you,

I still want you.

I still believe you are alive

In me.

Karla Bardanza