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May 2013
you turned me into ....
into an anxious person
passive aggressive

trembles at your absence
screaming your name

now I'm a scary puppy
licking my wounds
going around in circles
waiting for you to return
... your words
a gesture of love in your eyes
... to throw the ball

i wait ... and waiting I get weak
dehydrate me, I'm getting carbonized
my eyes are dry watching the window
my lashes fall
and my hands wrinkle

this time is cruel
makes me feel anxious, awkward, desperate
is like a tunnel crowded, which I can't leave
as tying the laces without hands

falling limply to the floor
without intermediaries
Here I'm
Tatiana Makandaxu
Written by
Tatiana Makandaxu  Mexico City
(Mexico City)   
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