Words fell off his mouth…
Off his mouth, like a ripe fruit
Or a milk tooth, pushed down
By the adult one,
From his life,
Blew the sound of the single truth.
“I am 40 years old.
How am I going to hold it for another 20 years or so ?
For 20 years, I have been simulating,
Artificially stimulating interest for vain matters.
It’s no wonder I’ve found myself stranded in some muddy bay.
The realization of the factitious properties
Of worldly existence roads,
Is the only truth I have reached
So far.
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Notes & Silence 