lunes, 26 de noviembre de 2012

Idle point

Idle time,
no motion, no passion
no crying, no panting.

Nothing to wait for,
the road is just a mirage
hope is but a miracle.

Wandering round in circles
absent minded
empty headed.

A zombie keeping the pace,
death reaches you
when purpose leaves
and there’s no place or time.

Soledad Lorena
Idle point
November 22nd 2012

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