high temperature

heat kills germs
my fever kills insanity
the tide is receding and im steering myself to
modesty

behold this closet of seclusion
the threshold to this other space
single dimensional
a dot with no significance
senseless
or has it been just
blank?

beware that senselessness is sensible in a way
for it is still a signifier
signifying abstraction
quite some hollowness

the twisted
Diego José Francisco de
Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de
los Remedios Cipriano de
la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y
of alteration

what am i babbling about

the temperature will go
i will come out of the shade

°°°
yesternight i was saying to a friend
in the tone of consolation that
´when theres a will
theres a way´

again
im not so convinced by
things i hang on my tongue so oft

i just am used to play the therapist role
always feel obliged to sound positive

no complaint
i mean
its alright
no use infecting each other depression
when someone come to you saying he or she is not alright
you dont drag him further down and be his or her inmate
even if its arbitrary you say
come on cheer up add oil blahblahblah
its just better for both
showcase the
will to be
up and free
prisonbreak thyself

unrestrained by tiny troubles and problems
chains and cuffs
and everything is tiny
tiny indeed

°°
yet still occupied

or maybe its just my inefficiency
or maybe im not so determined
or maybe i dont feel the rush
totally deserve it. being non judgmental
but i deserve it.