confessions of indolence

how can i be so many people

bound by one skin?

am i one dreaming soul   

or a thousand tiny fragments

by the chaos in my mind

you would not know  


what is this deep insatiable hunger  

this overflowing madness  

followed at calm intervals by a 

supreme serenity 

there are galaxies of desire within me 

and they do not speak a single language


the Babylon of my heart 

is reaching for clouds this moment

and confessing indolent love of earth

at the next 

to whom do i belong, you ask?

the spirit of sweet disquiet




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