o movimento do entre pelo tempo e pelo espaço, onde cada palavra é figura esburacada, e o rosto de ninguém expande ao infinito.

sábado, 17 de dezembro de 2016

I misplaced myself
I was unsure
I embraced silence
I looked under the bed
I was nowhere
I wrote to a friend
I lost a call
I was looking inside my organs
I was empty
I had no face
I was a blur
I became nostalgia
I shattered the universe
I colapsed into time
I was responseless
I lost track
I had no shadow
I misplaced the sun.

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