Friday, December 11, 2020

without believing, expecting

agreeable moment sitting facing
feeling all of you in my screen

and even when i turn away
i see a safe place with warm 
lighting, bearing my things.
The less hope keeps distributing, 
it must be focusing, condensing
the opposite of kaleidoscoping;
i'm eating all the crazy dreams, 
sucking only what i need from my
intestines, short-sighting, all
without believing, expecting
By Jan Jr.

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