sábado, 4 de novembro de 2017


a step at the heart
hard to take
hard to think of
[how come at this juncture another start?]

if you can’t take it
this small juvenile stupid step
if you can’t dare to bear
this tiny ridiculously heartfelt pace
seemingly a misstep
don’t say anything
don’t tell any story
don’t hold any hand
don’t bother with weaselled tears
just stand there dully
watching your ashen heart burn apiece

if you can move yourself though
and even crawling
get at the brink of the cliff
just fall
to everything and all
stand tall
as you enter the reign of your desires
as you disappear amidst the stars
[ ? ]

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