Lord knows what thoughts
lay behind a smiling stranger's face.
Good and Evil occupy the same space.
Same time, Same place.
What's best?
Your first breath?
Or the last before death?
The sun's blowout.
Eclipses broken hearts,
Run amok then again it starts, so
Life flows. It comes, it goes.
Whether or not it's good,
everyone and no one knows.
So on. So forth. So it goes.
lay behind a smiling stranger's face.
Good and Evil occupy the same space.
Same time, Same place.
What's best?
Your first breath?
Or the last before death?
The sun's blowout.
Eclipses broken hearts,
Run amok then again it starts, so
Life flows. It comes, it goes.
Whether or not it's good,
everyone and no one knows.
So on. So forth. So it goes.
1 comment:
Nice! Es tuyo? Here's one borrowed:
There are lone cemeteries,
tombs filled with soundless bones,
the heart passing through a tunnel
dark, dark, dark;
like a shipwreck we die inward
like smothering in our hearts,
like slowly falling from our skin to our soul...
cayendo desde la piel al alma...
(nuestro amigo, Pablo)
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