Other stuff. And some poetry.
Tuesday, 13 August 2013
I used to think that aeroplanes were ships,
sailing above my head upon the clear
blue waters of the sky, but now I see
that they are fasteners whose vapour trails
unzip the heavens. Look again next time:
it seems that on the other side is nothing.
(Banarama-dels-Aspirant, 9th August)
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