von Arthuro de las Cosas

 I can be with you and still –

alone

awaking in the morning, an

open mouth full of salt

 

my destruction

stones thrown

into a stormy sea

 

filling books with

deep thoughts

caught in empty kitchens

starring at a gray day

through crossbars

 

No way out

No way in

a fool who cries

for love for pain for life

 

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