silencio

All those places
where I recall the memories
that grip me,
and pin me down.
I go to these places
intending to think,
and think of nothing,
but anticipate.
And somehow,
expect you’ll find me there;
that, by some miracle,
you’d be aware.

I’d risen this morning
intending to break the spell
my longing not to think.
I freed myself from my family
I freed myself from work
I freed myself
and remained alone.
And in my thinking
I’d steal you away
though you never wanted me anyway

Silence
Silence
Silence
Silence

- pj harvey, 2007.