INSENSIBLY you slide towards the madness of dreams.
But your thoughts will never change.
They wait in a large room beyond the door,
They wait to see how it ends.
And yet they never look beyond themselves.

They choose this cage.
Smile like spiders.
Be silent like beggars.
They are locked inside a tomb.
A shallow tomb full of rats.
Its contents were already ravaged.
Deep inside, like a cockroach,
They wait to see who will unlock the door.

:: 08.23.2022 ::

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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