floors. I think from the morning, when our gaze was not far away in the World of Ideas,
(that counts, it is a pure abstraction, we do not look anywhere then, and the line connecting the world black centers and infix in our eyes that not watch what they watch, but bounced just in the direction of some wonderful abstraction, and transparent, transparent as to obscure in the eyes who watch obscene inscriptions on the walls, on tables, the despair of those latent , who, leaning, listen and do not listen, write and do not write, hold and do not hold that the voices prevail in these areas to the point of eliminating the task of mold and moisture s infiltrates throughout the day between the knuckles of a shaky tower, a block was added, I suppose, without doubt, one way or another, disposes Slowly and inexorably)
he remained mostly fixed on the ground in a tight bend and dry in the extreme. At our feet, in gray tracks, tarry outside. And I do not know why, except that these spaces enclose us, and we fall back to earth like a storm flap rain suddenly and slapped hopes. Artificial soil. The soil is neutral with no color, I wonder what is on his own, to be as invisible to the eye, as long as they are fixed upon him, was born on filthy industrial waste which, in part, is slowly dying after all a pond huge stink ambient air, color the dreams of yellow (for years and years I spend here, I've never been able to print on my retinas color undecided)
and when he looked away, trying with a desolation Another possible texture, there was no modulation of the world, only the gray concrete stairs and indifferent, whose corners were threatening falls, and in places, the asphalt and threatening reddish, covered with cigarette butts that idle hands they had rolled themselves, a breath had passed, and now slowly decomposed in puddles, and dotting the desert, unpublished drawing constellations and lame, unfinished worlds, abandoned by a careless creator before it has even been fully designed, without scale sketch of a dream fraying, defeat
Circles and waves of chewing gum, spit out and crushed that stained the retina.
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