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There’s an old man

There’s an old man slow walk, three legged man sorrowful movement. He stands in the sun with stillness unavoidable slowly fading on the lanes so fast as the cars lining up in sorrowful sounds sorrowful colors sorrowful times. There’s an old man disappearing in a...

Get dirty

When you will love it will be like eating offals at the dirtiest sandwich’s seller just outside the club. The beard soaked in oil, the mouth full of scurrilous flavors, the white t-shirt varnished with tabasco. You will love and it won’t be like that icecream that...

The tides will not return us

Waves will lull us no more, they let us go. This tide of goody-two-shoes couldn’t drain the ocean or the tears that I cried. Now I am the ocean and I am deep and I am restless. Thousands like me I have seen lost thousands like me in this ocean’s blue deep but the...

Should you come by night

Should you come at night as shy as December’s snow I will be sleeping and unable to say hi but know this, you have always been the yellow chrysanthemum in this garden of dejected loves, you that never chained me and that always smile when I hug you. Should you come...

In a Sunday morning

As to avoid solitude we embrace every party every happy hour every time that we feel desperately alone but how much to fill the void and how long ‘til the ecstasy of those adults’ smiles fades away. Not much, they do not last and you keep on drinking that...

In the garden

Do not fear the juicy fruits hanging from the garden’s tree. I am not an enthralling snake and I mean no evil. A taste for the buds to remind you of what you never did, a wet appetite of nectarine and red wine and soft lips and tense legs. Don’t fear the juicy fruits...