domingo, 26 de agosto de 2007

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Despair of liquid paper.
Erasing, writing and erasing.

Throbing wrists
pointing, while portraying a sad grimace,
to the delusional stars of the no mere and no more.

Hosting the host and
Dwelling the dwell.

Screaming murmurs
"a contraluz".
Black, white spots and then darkness.
Closing the eyes to feel.
Enjoying every single breath in and out.

Inhale, close your eyes, feel, exhale.
Come close, inhale, close your eyes, feel, exhale.
Cut a strawberry, close your eyes, inhale, feel, exhale.

Count back from ten to one, exhale.

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