It 's like moving
moves with cautious
the edges of the soul
not to make noise
listening to my breath.
's like a secret invitation
a letter waiting
a voice crying
a word asking
killed in a crash
aborted by desires.
It 's like anxiety
a constant lament
lips closed
my hands folded.
It is like a flight failure
the fall some
the skinned knees
dried my tears.
It 's like a black sky
swollen and menacing storm
announced
that comes in a flash
no apparent reason.
So rest in apnea
just enough
wait until it passes the thunder
that magically
be recomposed
the my ego shattered.
E opens new
the disarming charm
and I return journey
dream utopia.
happens, like this.
Other I do not know and do not want to know.
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