Erica Jong - The Other Side of the Page lyrics

I pa** to the other side of the page. -Pablo Neruda On the other side of the page where the last days go, where the lost poems go, where the forgotten dreams breaking up like morning fog go go go I am preparing myself for d**h. I am teaching myself emptiness: the gambler's hunger for love, the nun's hunger for God, the child's hunger for chocolate in the brown hours of the dark. I am teaching myself love: the lean love of marble kissed away by rain, the cold kisses of snow crystals on granite grave markers, the soul kisses of snow as it melts in the spring. On the other side of the page I lie making a snow angel with the arcs of my arms. I lie like a fallen skier who never wants to get up. I lie with my poles, my pens flung around me in the snow too far to reach. The snow seeps into the hollows of my bones & the calcium white of the page silts me in like a fossil. I am fixed in my longing for speech, I am buried in the snowbank of my poems, I am here where you find me dead on the other side of the page.