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The soliloquyA long, long time ago
In this land were I live, the city
Reverberated with the art of each one.
Canvas painted with care and incautiousness,
Mixture of inks, fury and serenity.
Musicians, singers, in bars and streets,
Strings in a harmonic and sharpened tone,
Hands trading symphonies for food.
I was a poet.
Sniffed sensations between letters,
Captured sentences, expressions,
Each word kept a secret passage
To another world, so close
Of my artists of illusions.
Buskers sharpening guitars,
Drums of tones of delirium.
The singer of long silver hair,
The painter of dreams, the sculptor that had
Claws instead of hands,
Immerged in smokes and fog
Of tobacco and sea breeze, in the streets by the river.
And my friend, small, smart,
Played and slept with a violin, wherever she wanted.
She was free to go where she wanted to.
Life was good,
I wrote verses
With the sound of her sonatas.
The bells of the tower echoed,
Nobody expected that
One day showed up to be finite.
Until the da
To depression, for creating days without endWake up to the realization that you've been awake
for seconds, minutes, hours.
You've been awake in this warm, dark room
and you don't know how long it's been
but now you're conscious
and it starts again--
the pain, strong and steady, in your chest.
You gain consciousness in this too warm morning
and your thoughts whir in endless loops
because it's either that or face the weight in your chest.
Light breaks though the window, soft and unwelcome
but you take it as a reluctant gift--
a new distraction from the feelings awake in your chest.
Awake, but not conscious.
So you think yourself in circles a little while longer
waiting for those quiet pains
(the constant reminder)
to gain consciousness.
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