The Well

The fathomless well

I’ve discovered since puberty

Everyday I pour things in it

Foods and water, juice, snacks or whiskey

Love and hatred, compassion to cruelty

Sometimes I chuck Buddha in it…

I chuck cloths of a fop, shoes, cds,

Movies from the Continent or Hollywood

I fill it with Raphael to Chagall to Lucian Freud,

Hockney …Keats to Duffy, Motion

… the well still hungry, not even happy

by those precious Latinos

Once I bribed him some money

and repented later on

Sometimes I thought maybe it wanted me in it

So I dived there twice and

failed to solve the maze

I even sacrificed few women in it

ignoring feminism… a useless attempt it was

I escaped home to overlook it

I took secluded breaks… can you believe

it followed me!

…The fucking fathomless well

has become the pivot of my life

Often it reminds me of Sisyphus and Sartre

No! I reject shaking head… the well deserves

More analysis… more attention

After all it’s my beloved well!