modern uprisings

and now for an artistic commercial break before the adventures of c & k la segunda parte:


“I wish I were articulate

I wish I had the ability to recapitulate my 

thoughts, and sentences,

into words. De-evolutionizing

the spatial reflex that has developed in my


Disconnection reeks of my lack of 

eloquence. Moreso my inhibitions.


Oh, how I turn over,

the texture of language’s limitations on my palette,

I wish I had the originality

and intention to grow up.

To call,

and smile.


It’s not a lost cause, they say.

The trappings of your mind

a vice

like ice

the demise of something spectactular

and festive.


It’s the breath in and out your neck.

Oh, how I wish I were articulate.”

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