Initially, I thought you were gone
Your clothes remained untouched in our closed
This energy draft on the wall, all blue and red ink
Limitless memories of lines dimensionless
Weary emotions
Malevolous images out of HBO
All dried out
My lips are cracked
I ask my friend about them; she says I look fine
It´s all my idea, she insists
And now your clothes are gone
I had to
I only keep a few luminous feathers of the best moments
The ones purposefully made to enhance all of this
But this looks like a very lonely scene
I know I´m not
I know I´m not
Now I´m thirsty
Clueless about the next drop
I really
Desperately
need to drink...

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