Wednesday, November 20, 2013

i can spend time thinking about
myself

i become tense, all these moments
spent in thinking about myself,

it is too tersely selfish, and this is the
essence of intensity, tense and fearful

for nothing.

on the other hand, i can spend it with all of you,
now, no longer thinking about myself, but about

all of us. Asking questions, finding the answers.
Putting light in a dark cave.
Seeing a door, a passage to an outside world.

we are in the dark. Laughing.
With us, the dark is another happy game.

playing with our shadows on those walls.
contrasting the beauty of light, and the
mysteries of darkness.

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