Wednesday, February 19, 2014

there is pain named by
most of those who understand it
as necessity,
it is a passage leading to a door
and when you arrive there
it opens
towards a garden which you have
never never ever seen
once in your
lifetime

amazed you take off your body
leave its parts scattered on the stairs

what they see outside is just a butterfly
and then they begin to wonder
& have that usual in

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