An effort, deep rash, vomiting
with which my anger
for our injustice.
a physical necessity,
explosion unlimited
hidden in the screech of two teeth.
Close spasmodic throat, all in
terminating the rolling rhythm of the heart,
to knock my thoughts.
And thousands and thousands of applications that overlap each other.
Knowing that it had something
due.
Knowing that something was missing.
See all lost
scattered fragments
those in your eyes, your smiles
in those who are not
never managed to make my own.
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