This Way to the End


She believed him,

Honor accorded a woman lost in the world

Hearing sounds in her head

Then slapped

Into a sense of it.

As she woke, her

Body comes into view

And we can’t help but

Find ourselves responding to it.

Why would a beautiful woman

Commit suicide?

But then we realize the assignment

Of purpose.

Is a woman just to be looked at?

Filled from the open channel and then

To be ignored?

No wonder suicide is the only option.

But is it for a woman

This way to the end?

She inhales the smoke of her cigarette

After the failed attempt.

There isn’t enough information

To make this decision

Looking out a window

She cannot escape.



  1. Well, I would be very interested in why/what you thought was troubling? Then of course, I would add that none of it was based on reality but rather it was a response to watching the movie The Deep Blue Sea. I am very interested these days in a woman’s beauty and how, in this case, she was not protected by it.

    Again, I would be interested in what you thought before you knew it wasn’t real.

  2. Troubling because you give the impression you were inside this woman’s head, which made me wonder if you’d written it with someone in mind. It’s also troubling because the heroine wanted to kill herself and considered she had “failed” by not doing so…. Beauty is a consumable for many people – it makes a lot of women vulnerable.

  3. I am flattered that I was able to get into a woman’s head. I always have no idea. Well, I know when I’ve angered them, but still never quite why. Yes, troubling that the heroine wanted to kill herself and considered that a “failure,” but I had only meant that she failed to kill herself. I think she was indifferent about it, except that things only got worse for her. The sadness is that the “doctor” said that he thought she would try to kill herself again. I don’t know if you thought much about how long it takes to get out of these situations and they can almost be too time-consuming to be worth coming out of the water. Too often loneliness is the lifestyle and hope is the reality. You mention beauty as a consumable. I love that. The fleeting glance of a person on the horizon of visual pleasure for someone else and having never been seen for the person being objectified. I feel like this is the burden for a beautiful woman and for a man it is a race to appear as a safe place to rest. Aren’t we just peacocks flashing our feathers in the heat of the day? And the day comes to an end? We are all vulnerable to the truth. I am glad you spoke. Your first words were succinct and lovely, the rest of your words were the same. They are also beautiful. Your control of the language, what you say is deep and rich. This statement: “Beauty is a consumable for many people — it makes a lot of women vulnerable” is sublime, profound. The hyphen is like the perfect color for a house. I admire it. I admire the whole of your writing.

  4. We have liked this poem. It has a connection with your latest post about women being objectified. ( Patricia- Roger- Soraya).

  5. This Way To The End (poem) plus final poem of Blue Emptiness (Marga, Patricia, Soraya)

    Comment and questions:

    Hi Mario,
    We are Soraya, Marga and Patricia and we’ve read the latest poem of your book “Blue Emptiness”, Could you tell us an example of daily living. What is blue emptiness for you connected with the image of “his humble boat” that “swirls in blue emptiness”?

    About the poem “This way to the end”we´ve two questions:
    What did you use to create this poem?
    When you wrote this poem . Do you think in a special woman that you knew?

    Thanks for your answers

    • Daily life might relate to my ex-wife, who I told while on our vacation that I had spent all my money and that it was over. There was nothing more I could do. My humble boat was all I had as in my body, a reference to Marx’s statement about workers, who use their bodies and have nothing more, vs. Capitalists, who have machines that do their work and thus they are at a distance and with the employment of surplus capital grow rich exponentially, while men can only work so hard and so fast. The Capitalist employs bodies to do the work, to run the machines. Eventually, those bodies fail. The blue emptiness refers to an inherent sadness as a byproduct of this. Romance, like Richard Gere’s and his girlfriend Abby (Brooke Adams) in Days of Heaven (1978) flounders and gets corrupted because of monetary concerns, which of course are valid but are also created by a system. All the women I have loved: “When are you going to buy me a Cadillac?” or “I would expect that you would buy a diamond ring larger than the one my husband got me” or “All I want to do is lie around and make babies.” There is a sadness in this as well as an emptiness, a futility as well as pathetic superficiality of the women I loved. But, of course they were correct. This is what they wanted out of life.

      I was responding to the movie The Deep Blue Sea, where the main actress has an affair and is made to return to a life without passion because the man she fell in love with could not keep her in the manner she was accustomed. “The film takes its title from her dilemma of being caught between the Devil and the deep blue sea – two equally undesirable situations.” (Taken from Wikipedia about the movie.) It references general life, where the rich-poor gap between people has made it nearly impossible or highly unappealing to stay with someone, who can’t support you. I say that in terms of the custom of men taking care of women. Some men will tell the women they are attracted to anything to get them in bed. She was beautiful, seemingly had everything. Why would she commit suicide? But, we understand that she took a chance and loved only to find that love could not keep her and because love/lust is so real and vibrant, who would want to go back to ordinary?

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