In between what we know
casual
not in a place
but in a moment
in a haze
as the eyelids begins to open
until they are just about opened
in between knowledge and rubbish
an instant where we keep and discard
that urban space of existence
speed

....faster than what we can adapt to ?

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Inside the heart of our silence, we can hear a bird singing on a tree as if it were a part of ourselves with an innocence that is as clear as crystal. Without speaking, they teach us what we can become. Animals connect us to parts of ourselves, angles that do not always have a voice or a definition yet,but always remind us that the best of who we are does not necessarily have any limitations. Animals t...

Look at me
But don't look at me
love and hate me
stay in between
spin
I'm your pie, your puff of smoke and your baby
one more time
smack
and the door opens again
but you do not look
at the consequences spiralling
at that face you do not want to see
that tells you that..

pleasure is a farce

 I am hoping to find a front row view
 as the formations of dirt
and the particles in the air
settle in their timely yet unpredictable matter
into a form
with the self-determined conviction of
all that is new