Oct 29, 2014

the atomic weight

     22/04/95. sab, Ksb 0696

// 23h //

thousands of miles of minced days -
sand which I eat
and belligerent eyes;
it's when I travel
                          as swallowed, -
soil that I eat -
and air upon I float.

faking  walls with open wounds,
and heart that I carry on my shoulders;
this is when I go down
                          to take from the floor -
one dream I might add,
buzzing on my knees

well, then  I get up
                           and pour in my pockets,
moments  of blue
                           imaginary waiting;
-I turn on the faucet to see flowing from it -
thousands of miles of minced days +

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