Friday, August 22, 2008


friends are dispersed 
some in distant latitudes of a similar nature 
others gone along paths millions of light years away 
from my own

Love has tired my patience
of that, no need to talk

Fraternal bonds under a question mark
what do they mean?
childhood memories stand on their fictional value
that's all

I'm gone somewhere
where I found nothing but myself 
stripped of all the blurry illusions I had built around me
I can only ask: 

In this quiet disaster,
why is it so hard to feel?

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