Blue.
What about blue…? Yeah, what about it… Blue is the sky. Blue is the sea. Some eyes are blue. Some jeans are blue. Some flowers are blue. Some fishes are blue. Some music...
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Reminding beauty.
What if I had the chance the infinitesimal possibility the lucky rendezvous to see you again. You the perfect stranger female. With your super model smile with your all full of estrogen hair...
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04:30 in the morning
04:30 in the morning WTF am I doing in front of this technological marvel. A computer screen. What drives me to write and to try to convey my thoughts my dreams my bullshit. Well...
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Funky, funky, funky…
I got home as Rick James said ”…coming home intoxicated…” Well, I decided to write something. It’s not that because I had some exhilarating substances is that I have the will the nerve...
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Rolling in the coast.
I just saw a picture of a roller coaster. I know, it’s a cliche. Made me remind you. A roller coaster. Exciting at the beginning. Fasten seat belts and all. Then. The slow...
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Star Dust.
Last night I was watching the sky observing the flicking faint stars. Wondering if we are only dust from our own star. Our sun. Or are we also part of another interstellar furnace....
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Climate change (and things related)
Climate change (and thing related) Torrential rains in the city. Chaos reigns all around. Traffic totally interrupted. To a stand still point. Not moving at all. The basic means of transportation collapsed. Absolutely....
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Pushed inside.
The tunnel surrounds me is all around me I travel through its longitude barely moving my arms barely moving my feet a form of liquid is my thrust thick viscous liquid blue phosphorescent...
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When life is.
I just finished watching a match. A soccer match. Two leading teams from the peninsula. It was fun. I’d rather play than watch. But anyway it was fun. A guy I know says...
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Poetry Intentions
Poetry What is poetry. Some kind of word alignment. Some kind of diffuse idea. Some kind of literate congruence. But poetry is not congruent. Is just crazy thoughts put in a way that...
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