When the mirror rooms turns into the dark room things get dizzy and I can see her eyes. Love those eyes. And my mind submerges deep into a fuzzy dream, and I can see her eyes.
The air around feels so dense today, it's not the same that it was yesterday. It's not the air from the night. It's gray and its not easy to open my eyes, but the day walks fast with cars rolling up and down. Shopping.
Spaces open and close, but I keep forgetting the keys, which gets me to the next place, and the next after that.
The sky opens too and the forest surrounds my breath when I need to pull, just because I forgot an important key. The sky closes to my sight in plain sun shine when the blood struggles to go around once more. Legs hesitate, lungs try to collapse until I find the hose, life comes back trough my mouth and all I want to do is breathe.
The road turns into a save heaven after a couple of turns and I can't even speak, but I could drive back, so slow, so scared until the light shines brighter under the cloudy sky that makes me feel so hungry, then the turns get faster and faster.
So close and so far, nobody would know when the world turns at different pace for moments for different persons. Got to the past and to the future about 20 minutes in the distance and my pants are falling down.
10 minutes turn into an hour and I finally get to eat, and no one would know, but all the room smells to salmon for the night and the fridge looks strangely full and I don't know where she is.
I think I deserve some green chilaquiles next day in life.
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