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Pampero thoughts

from Cyborgs Sirens by Macro-Cats

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Down in the deepest folds
the night of the soul
even I hit the ground?
If I go on like ends that get excited,

and not good.

I do not know if I'm still sogniando
Usually this nightmare
or if it is really so:
life is flowing too slowly
for my neurons out of tune,

I want more

although I have everything and do not know what,
freedom? and how much is the lbertà?
I wish that were the end of the dream in your arms,
and instead you change direction,

towards happiness.

Because the old crap
Now I look stupid?
once they knew fun,
I knew fun.

Now for the fun would that exploded
here in front of the palace, as a spectacle.
If you see an air jet
I do not think to leave and go far.

I think of a bang as
the twin towers, and no one can
censor my thoughts.

And here's the bottom of the bottle
too soon for my sleep
Morfeo bastard, asshole, and even Bacchus!
that they give up them with helicopter balls.

common thought,
overwhelmed by anxiety,
enclosed in our own "dens"
placing soul a state of happiness.

I can not read the memories
in my digital world,
I keep those analog compressed into a book:
"When wikipedia were not grandparents"
I could not choose best work for them.

I remember her as if years had passed,
but it was only yesterday;
knowing that too many people are having fun,
I let myself go in the arms of Morpheus,
I just need to let this reality,
this fiction,
at least for a damn afternoon.

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from Cyborgs Sirens, released February 26, 2016

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