Sunday, March 19, 2017

The Paper...

On a new and folded paper
who pretends to be old and wrinkled ...

Regurgitate loose letters
who stumble awkwardly
in made and hollow phrases

On a new and folded paper
who pretends to be old and wrinkled ...

There are things that happen.
in the shadow of loose stories

On a new and folded paper
who pretends to be old and wrinkled ...

There are Words,
rebellious, chaotic, scared, hidden
pieces of stolen lives
that so shaved and scratched
do not feel what they say ...
Nor do they say what they feel !

P.RestLessMind x(2017)

Finitude...

The fragility and the disease when it happens to whom we like, paradoxically, instead of approaching sometimes simply distances us ... But...