sexta-feira, 20 de setembro de 2013



An egg silhouetted against the window
As red as the big circle outside
Covered in endless seconds and dust
Only loneliness stands by its side

Silent figurine, to where would you run?
When you can’t even go to sleep
Eyes wide open against your own will
Time atrophying body but not dreams

Peaceful warrior, during meditation
Did you see this coming irony?
I was the one that gave you your eyes
But you were the one that made me see
Putting an end in this long karma
By giving me a kiss in my eyelids.

Mike Rodrigues

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