Monthly Archives: November 2015

Everything

It’s 3 a.m. and everything here is like a paralyzed planet. The hour stops in its axis and the dream is discontinued and I am trapped inside this abode of quiet disposition and peace. 2015

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I Shut Myself In A Room

I shut myself in a room. I don’t see the crowd. The crowd is many people. The room is only one. I shut myself in a room. The walls aren’t dirty. Sentiments are emotions. The room cannot feel me. I … Continue reading

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I Am

I am the farmer of the corns. The field is my ground. I am the mouth of the oppressed. I defend the men of slavery. I am the toil of my hands. Authority commands me to work. I am the … Continue reading

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Then

Then I learn from my mistakes. Then I begin another day. Then I crash myself on bed and forget the only pain. 2015

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Until Again

Until again when sun rises. Until again When I open my eyes. Until a time when words are spoken and actions are done. 2015

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