Depresion
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At Sea
Some days ago I was in such a grave state that I could see people’s skeletons through their body.My grief was such that I dropped my own temperature. I even blamed it on an unknown ghostly presence. I felt the ancient hand of the first grim reaper firmly holding my left ankle, ready to pull…
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Another Such Day
Rising, the volcano ashes, the sea levels, the fog in a dreaded morning walk. I can smell each of the season’s stereotypes. The public’s chatter in the stores, the back and forth of the clerks, the tapping of the cards in the POS.Memory is a spy dressed in black, walking a la pointe becoming undistinguishable…
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Dunas de un Cuerpo
I upset the emotional body and destroy democracy. It all burns an eternal flame. I am seduced by the Dunes that have kissed my neck and hair from morning to dawn. Large still paintings adorning a Hamlet flash memories of women souls whose frames I see randomly walking past me. I saw one of them…
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Don’t Beat a Dead Horse
I, rooted in desire also wish to corrupt you. I look upon flesh as it devours flesh as it fails to touch the soul. ‘Ignite me,’ says the soul. The ruse of a body does not move me. I remain unbound and free. Without trust the soul is unflinched. Love is in the body until…
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End of Chapter
I felt a distinct unease while the thought of him prevailed in me. A deep sadness would overtake me, a deep loneliness while being inches from him. My body would whisper to me to leave. And I did not and would not. Little did I know what would come next. A gift. Resignation. Disruption. Break-through.…
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Newborn Pilgrim
I sensed the change before we spoke. I shut down my system to everyone else but you. I fell in complete silence, I walked quicker than usual, I spoke firm and unfriendly. I realize that I dropped myself a while ago and have not stood up ever since. I used to feel excitement over the…
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Warning Signs
I wish I could book an empty city to cry in, I felt some peace in my late afternoon walk, I admit I felt rejection at the sight of others, I felt like a hermit leaving his cave. Today, all day, I have been wanting to be gone. To be deleted like a simple paragraph,…
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World Alone
Here is some thoughts in no particular order. Some cities are mirages, “You have been walking for too long without any food or water, traveller. There is shapes contorting, ahead and all around you, they may or may not try to engage you, whatever you choose to do, avoid attacking them, they don’t know what…
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Lo Acumulado en Palabras
¿Para qué vivir tanto? Me atrapó un edadismo que solo aplica a mi. Ya tengo 26, me cuesta mucho arrastrar el peso de mis pensamientos y el clima erratico de mis emociones. Vivir 20 años más de lo mismo suena horroroso en las condiciones actuales. No puedo alejarme del querer sufrir alguna tragedia rapida y…
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Arms I Know So Well
“Oh boundless life were we to gainFrom lost lands to the garden’s gateIts fear of the frozen and unhappy skiesBurnt now, burnt now, breathing only fireAnd deliver me from all the evil I did to myselfAnd deliver me to arms so open, arms I know so wellAs for the dead, they can raise themselvesIn secret…
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