Poems from innovation
sleeping,
I should be sleeping,
But you find me here
up and writing
keys clicking
space bar tapping
anxious but calm
intervals of still and...
My father loved a lot of girls
He has the kindest heart
But he fell in love with a certain girl
Who tore his life apart
She went by many...
I, you, and she, is me
I replay what I do in my head
When I say You and am talking to myself, the voice is full of hatred and melancholy...
The droplets falling onto the windshield appeared so minuscule, like a thousand little pricks from thorns that intercept a bouquet of roses...
Algo está pasando
Que hemos visto antes.
La gente está temblando
Tienes que poner tus guantes
Y prepárate a luchar
Que el presidente está...