Waiting for buses
allows you to read everlasting stories,
in each reading
I feel the begetting
of my species.
I chew prose
of anger and hope
so that no one will disturb,
so that no one interrupts
the feat.
YOU ARE READING
When I close my door
PoetryI dedicate this work to all the friends who are left in the heart. To all those who love me. In When I close my door, a social interest and a renunciation for the sake of communication is explicit, the subject destroys his exterior, recomposes himse...
