irrequieto
Poem
when you place a hand on your heart
or hear the buzzing in your ears
when your eyes shut still move
or the air escapes
what do you do?
irrequieto
the landscape doesn’t talk to you
the sun doesn’t warm you
and the singing birds sound sad
and the water seems still
what do you wish for?
irrequieto
it is within you
no matter where you go
or what you do
there is no escape
irrequieto
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photo by nick hidalgo