The underground’s entrance is a clown’s mouth Amelia thought of the path she used to walk eternal afternoons blissy oblivion shiny silence Then came the fall –she whispered — & death Mysterious smile Two days ago she longed for that…
Tag: death
Cempoalxóchitl
After all these barriers After all these deaths I’m standing right here in front of the gloom holding this flower Awaiting the sun once again Pretending dark is the effect of an old eclipse The dusk surrounds me trying to shade my eyes I have made a decision I’ll trust…
The aztec dream
The Aztec Dream I want to join that sweet abyss of lethargic dreams where consciousness is optional and memories are allowed to disappear I fear the seconds the light and the person in the mirror the one who can’t appreciate solitude I long for distance, silence Those ghostly noises can…