Foot to foot
I step to the welcome dawn
I feel the fog on my face,
In my hair…
Clouding the retina
Dark hour, my company
In the darkness of life
I find myself
Alert, whole, revive
A sea of images bathes me
Disjointed ideas, revised chimeras
Words leap out like awakenings from a trance
Collapse in my lines
Ready to have a life of your own
Madly arranged in sentences
And sayings, and texts
I wanted to say more,
I lack inspiration…or maybe not
I’m sorry for the excess
It’s so much, it’s so much cloth
That the sleeve of ideas has passed its point
From the fist, he took the entire hand
Entered the head, exiting through the eyes
Ringing in the ears
It’s a lot of information, literally…
…and figuratively
I pursue, I insist
I capture the unexpected
A flash, at a glance
An abstraction takes shape
Text on screen
Born in the shadows
Weird or surreal
Ready for life, so mine, so beautiful
✨️Mágica Mistura
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