shut the door. In defense of your loneliness
mingle among the branches of trees, trees
inaccessible. Down the path
a guy looks at the yellow leaves fall from the branches
sees the light of day.
Huge silences.
backlit gauges and torment blend
disturb the mind.
leaves yellow and green,
sharp reflexes,
emotions
tenderness,
dreams
uncertainties. All
also being questioned, or drop
sea
without boundaries.
The yellow leaves fall,
green leaves turn yellow.
Huge silences.
Vincent
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