Thursday, April 23, 2009

Respirometer With Pipettes



I would be the next passenger who embarks on a plane.
I want to be the next person who will go on that train. I wish I
quell'autostoppista in an unknown street.
that I would be wandering without ties. I wish they
that child is about to fall asleep.
I want to be that man sitting alone on the bench.
I want to be a gust of wind.
I want to be a summer rain.
I would be the sound of a slamming door.
Today, I want to be anywhere except here. Today, I want to be anyone but me.

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