The Story of My Life

[catelin]

The Street
A long silent street.
I walk in blackness and I stumble and fall
and rise, and I walk blind, my feet
stepping on silent stones and dry leaves.
Someone behind me also stepping on stones, leaves:
if I slow down, he slows;
if I run, he runs. I turn: nobody.
Everything dark and doorless.
Turning and turning these corners
which lead forever to the street
where nobody waits for, nobody follows me,
where I pursue a man who stumbles
and rises and says when he sees me: nobody.
---Octavio Paz

Comments

Re: HA!

[verian.livejournal.com]

I must admit I prefer photgraphs of me taken in the dark cellar room with the black cat in the box. I look better when I can't be seen!

Re: HA!

[catelin.livejournal.com]

Sure, sure...don't worry, the secret of how incredibly dashing you really are will remain safe with me.