3113

I wish my grandfather were here to see me feed on tiny bits of cancer every time my mind is taken by the chemicals which conduct my heart & vice versa.

3111

Her hand holding mine walking down the street where we gap ourselves after an afternoon of 31 minutos & hamburgers can only make me feel enthusiastic about our sinking into nothing.

313

You have let me into your arms & infused me with soothing dreams of air which fly me to the clear piece of sky I can see when you are around.

311

A thousand leaves swing to provoke the need to drag my feet due to the unbearable perception which I won't dare to forget cause today is when I have finally burst.