Ana Lídia da Conceição Ramos Maracahipe
Someone needs to scream in a vacuum
Misalign the ports
In the ceaseless round trip of love
Someone needs to open that door
And close that chasm
I like to suffer. I like that feeling of pain, of lack, of absence,
I like to punch in the void, to cry alone and for no reason …
I like sad songs, hopeless loves …
I like those who don’t even know I exist,
I like the dreams I didn’t dream of, the orgasms I didn’t have,
the passions that I did not live, the letters that I did not write, the memories
that are not mine, the almost sweet bitterness of forgotten lips …
I like you, that is my invention!
I like everything that is almost projection, that is unable to BE, to say,
to argue or to see the abyss that exists … in me.