Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Sharpening the pencil

In that room,

i call a house

hanged on my red light

and smoke

I wish i could quit smoking again..

a rusty voice surrounding my body..


are cracking their heads

left and right

left and right on the walls


No i m not depressed

i m lost here as i found myself..

maybe when you are really

on the shore just before the diving in..

you feel lost..

i still enjoy this eternal beauty

here, interacting

with people and what we call nature

maybe i just have to sharpen my pencil

and not matter the snakes

because i still remember

that flying move..

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