Liquid dissociation (Marcella Boccia) 🎧 English

Liquid dissociationI am the river that cannot hold its form,the water that slips through fingers,too soft to grasp,too swift to see.My thoughts, like currents,flow and break,dissolve into the night,leaving nothing but the taste of salton a tongue too tired to speak.I am liquid—a shape that shattersbefore it takes shape,a reflection that fadesthe moment it is seen.I am the fracture between the selfand the shadow,the moment where time stretches thin,like a thread pulled too farand about to snap.Do you hear the murmursof my soul,the whispers of the oceanthat lives inside me?Each wave, a cry for what is lost,each ripple, a question without an answer.The sea is my mirror—but I am not whole enoughto meet its gaze.I dissolve in the spaces between moments,like rain falling through the cracks of a broken sky,I am caught between becoming and unbecoming,betwixt the shore and the abyss,an edge where nothing stands still,where all is fluid,and the self is only a dreamthat slips through the cracks of the world.I am the weight of a thoughtthat cannot settle,the thirst that no river can quench.In the deep,I am lost to the current,a body that no longer remembershow to stay afloat,a heart that beats in liquid dissociation—a pulse that breaks into the flow of time,forever searching for somethingthat cannot be found.And yet,even in this endless fall,I am the ocean,I am the sky,I am the horizon that never arrives—forever dissolving,forever reborn.