she furrowed her eyebrows once she noticed
his birthmark was all gone, she thought:
"just dust covered or am seeing things".
clicked her tongue, moved from a place to another.
the boy left. she sighed.
are you really going to close your eyes on it or follow your no control and let the organs use its brain you don't use?
she was running on the metro hallway until it all started to turn green. urbanism had caught society's heads and nature's now powerless. midnight, she wasn't even supposed to be at the metro, now trying to find the other human that clearly was more than a stranger to her psychotic sense.
she was in the woods and speeding was making the bay disappear. she stopped. him too. he turned around and smiled. her arms were cut off, no legs. her blooming eyes were eaten by.
she woke up and it happened again.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Night Thoughts
PoesíaBefore we begin... Watch how the little becomes big. Watch as the wind flows his mind and thoughts and how he becomes the one who didn't, couldn't. Watch how the progress goes back and forth and how the stiffness kicked in the first few pages of em...
