jueves, 12 de mayo de 2016



bubble
one big bubble
full of possibilities
dazling my nerves
electricity lightnings
I am inside
/high (dis)tension/
*


big marks
slow steps
low grass is bowing under wind's finger touch
wavering march of
hollow things
conjured by my imagination
/mist/
*


so it was 
the night
clear
happy
and cold
/spring. after winter/
*



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