Saturday, November 22, 2008

Not a single movement...


Stuck in a moment and my heart is cold
lying on the floor, like a naked song , like a lost notion...

Stuck in a river of controversial sentiments
crawling up my spine, erasing every allibi...

Stuck in the memory of an image that was never mine
striking all the time , my troubled senses...

Stuck...not a single movement.

Saturday, November 01, 2008

moments