I feel as depressed
as a skateboarding ramp...
Effulgence
spawns on the transparent pons...
Only kids feel the suffocation,
adults are already suffocated...
She was passing coastlessly across the coasts
when I saw her...
it's not enough to write about the loneliness...
or conjure metaphors that will be accurate enough...
How imprisoning
our liberty seems when we've...
Give chance to healing
not to the wound, by being...
Before the stifling winds reach
the nape of my neck...
I have homeless knots
hanging in my closet...
and as the clock approaches
the last minutes of the night...
i don’t know, I wish I knew
but i don’t know...
A gadfly
Buzzes...