Monday 12 October 2015

Lonely angels

paraidolia - astonished face
Golden angels
sweeping with a slap
all the frontiers.
Relegating loneliness
to minimal limits
of shadows.
Little and sweet words
to explain it all.
Strawberry flavor.
Apricot flavor.
Warm breadcrumbs
dirtying the kind side
of the universe.
Dull knifes
to censure
sterile moments.
Lonely angels
who link both sides of things:
the beginning and the end.
Confining me for days
in a spiral of uncertainty.

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