Uninvited guest.

Too much beauty can be paralyzing. Curiosity has slept. 
Conversation dissolves.
Silences erupt.

Between fun and boredom 
I lick death.

To realize true friendships,
Look in retrospect.

never underestimate the power of a good molecular structure.
Let the air gush through you.
Be. Like a ventilator. 
At times, exhaust yourself.

Don’t smile too much. You look nice with a straight face on.

He met me and said 
I think you are the most interesting person.
I want to see you naked.

Sometimes you can’t feel butterflies in your stomach because they come and sit on your hands.

Don’t let it go to waste.
Co incidences do not recycle.
Supernatural mornings are hyper
Poetry is skin

Send me one of yours
No one has ever seen.

Sing a little slower
The tune of madness
A background score 
To my solitary gladness.

Silence is innovation.

Being far away from home sometimes means being closer and closer to myself. Having no roof to call my own makes me feel like the entire planet is my home. Watching the green grass spread itself over the half wet soil tells me that one day my lover is going to spread all over me with his green life so I could sustain this life's potency.  Thinking about existence shuts me up but thinking about you makes me talkative. Fog is unnecessary. It blocks the view without a reason. With your green life and my half wet surface I could spot you in an entirely different universe as I take a telescope and place it in front of my right eye. The time machine that it is, takes me back to your origin. Two and half million years ago. A time when your galaxy was still a baby trying on the color red. A time when your galaxy was alone and now its emerging as a wholly different breathing space devouring four other galaxies at the same time. 

Watching everything happen

Makes me

many things that do not happen

saves me

happenings

take me

takings

happen

being a little of of mind

comforts me

but last night,

I quit.