.sudden.

!rushed.

!deteriorated. 

shusshhh...

distances along the way
u cant feel yourself
touch yourself
hear yourself

its so hard to
tell what u think
difficult to feel

there s a dark corridor
no lights
no voices
no faces
our beings
BLUR

a sudden rush
pulsing.
through-
felt from miles and miles
afar

darkness
creeps on us
the shadows
unclear

HEAR
can u hear

la persistencia de la memoria

my insides bleed from the darkness within
i give birth to dead feces every full moon
dark corridors roar with resistance
in me
i don't search for the light
i am looking at it

drooping over the persistence of memory
persistence of memory drooping over my resilience