“IT’S ONLY MORNING IF YOU SLEPT LAST NIGHT”
— Mod sun
“Today I woke up knowing everything,
though I’d prefer anything to that:
to take, at last, a deep breath,
to be able to unwind a good thought inside the walls of my skull.
I wish my clothes didn’t smell of mildew and sweat,
that rumble growing louder in my head,
not just firecrackers and sparklers, as on Christmas,
as if someone was hysterically beating
the walls of a huge, empty vessel
with his fists.”
“I see the end. It drags me deep into the water, I’m sure I’m drowning in this place.”
