I'm a kid, but not a kid
Cause kids don't go out
Like i do
And kids don't sleep
In stranger's houses
Like i do
And certainly
Kids don't have ***
Like i do
But also i remember
Kids don't have the responsabilities
That i do
And kids dont pay bills
like i do
And i want to go back
And be just a kid
but i cant
i've been living like this
for  a long while
~MR

Between going and staying the day wavers,
in love with its own transparency.
The circular afternoon is now a bay
where the world in stillness rocks.

All is visible and all elusive,
all is near and can't be touched.

Paper, book, pencil, glass,
rest in the shade of their names.

Time throbbing in my temples repeats
the same unchanging syllable of blood.

The light turns the indifferent wall
into a ghostly theater of reflections.

I find myself in the middle of an eye,
watching myself in its blank stare.

The moment scatters. Motionless,
I stay and go: I am a pause.