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Episode 8: Poetry Reading – I Will Not Mourn You

In this episode, we listen to Ernesto Mora’s reading of “I Will not Mourn You”

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I will not cry for you at all,
there is within me a resolve so cold and dressed in apathy,
so uncaring with the meager,
such a black and forlorn room that I dwell in from moment to moment.

This room has become my progenitor,
my mentor, the study of anger without remorse,
I am this room, its walls draped in the torn flesh of that which I’ve chewed upon,
and spit with delighted disgust as the pleas echoed in the darkest corridors beyond this doorless room.
It is this room that I weep for if in fact I do weep,
but as I weep I continue to tear apart countless heart.

I will not cry for other than this void,
for in this void I have been shown the evil without and beyond those tattered walls.
so uncaring with the meager, such a black and forlorn room that I dwell in from moment to moment.
This room has become my progenitor, my mentor, the study of anger without remorse,
I am this room, its walls draped in the torn flesh of that which I’ve chewed upon,
and spit with delighted disgust as the pleas echoed in the darkest corridors beyond this doorless room.
It is this room that I weep for if in fact I do weep, but as I weep I continue to tear apart countless heart.
I will not cry for other than this void, for in this void I have been shown the evil without and beyond those tattered walls.