Monday, January 17, 2011
Welcome New Doctor Letter
perhaps only at times (very confusing state to be lost)
that I move.
and I do, as I can.
is that I find things
too fragile, slippery
come and clash, without touching the bottom
as from a waterfall (do not make noise if they are listening
from above)
its slope is of uncertain origin, and driven
a kind of wind
bathes all the prolongation of the fall, in fragments,
on the rocks, almost always all together,
stacked, and still as dead bodies and
be many,
decorate the mostly desert.
the memory of some events do not belong to us.
when you have a tongue of fire followed
should turn it off, if you have to sleep
and when that happens, the attack on all, with words, usually deny it.
Usually she rests her eyes rest on the black background, which is distinguished in the gloom, a bubble-shaped gap.
and soon ceases to be early,
light reflections painted on a mountain, with a swivel, as the body of a snake
appearance seems overwhelming.
is another excuse to show teeth
and raise anger, or passionate mood
against him that are alike.
I have the certainty that moves and actually
do, such as hit-and injured
but there is no other choice but to defend.
when the tongue of fire that has not long
say horrible things.
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