i am an onion

I am an onion, a donkey, a song,

the moon explodes in my head,

the stars move in my fingers,

i cannot divide the waters

nor can i control tears,

not mine, not the dead children‘s,

not yours,

i cannot tell the sun to rise

nor the birds to sing,

i cannot teach happiness

nor can i save my love,

love does not want me,

life spits me out,

i fly and fall, the tides took

me, the water is deep,

and fog came when my

wings burning touched the sea, i am nothing and all

and moon and tears

and stars and soul

meet and speak and my ears stand out, i try to listen

but fill with emptiness from afar, i err and i float and i float. only the wind comes to touch me.

i am thirsty, the desert is immense and it is as if it grows from day to day.

still. why be too sad.