Poemas 35

To write again

It’s been so long
since I’ve written my last word;
so much work and hopeless thoughts.
It’s been so long
since I’ve written my last word.

I’ve been singing others’ songs,
reading others’ books,
eating others’ meals
neglecting what I could do.

It’s been so long
since I’ve written my last word.
I became speechless of tiredness.
It’s been so long
since I’ve written my last word.

And I seem to find myself
enclosed in my unlinked mind,
in a wretched body of achievements
so socially desirable.

It’s been so long
since I’ve written my last word
and now I don’t know
if I want to write again.

[Outubro de 2004]