– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – I’ll wait without ever disturbing defending a promise a memory, your honor. I’ll wait letting you go so your “I” could be light and free to fly. And if of this world will end, then, all time in another life you, come to … More In one go… #19
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – I’ll protect your silences, the time you need, your instants of peace, your space, your world. I’ll protect your words and your promises, each and every one of your truths, whether they’re doubts or certainties. And if you stumble on a memory that … More In one go… #18
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – But you continue to smile, really. At the dawn of the day, which smells of coffee, drawing deeply on the first cig, while the sun rises, the air smells of dampness and cement, for an instant letting go of all your thoughts to … More In one go… #17
Cold, freezing, empty, nothingness, everything shut down. Agitating messily, the leaves in the wind through the beating rain and the darkness of the night. The room dark, the storm rages, the soul trembles, fear invades. (…) From The Microscope. A collection of snapshots immortalized with a pen, “Snapshot n. 11”. #TheMicroscope (Some Call It Poetry) ARE YOU … More The Microscope: excerpt #9
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – I write words as if you could still read them… as if they could still get to you… Don’t forget my glance, the sound of my voice, the laughs, who we were, who I am, who I was… Make sure that it’s at … More In one go… #16
An extension of The Microscope (some call it poetry) Today slip slowly, slip again. On streets, cars, alleys and mansions; on open umbrellas, dripping street lamps, on people’s heads, and on me. Today fall slowly, fall constantly. Wash away the bad, the emptiness, the freeze, the pain; then clear the head, soul and heart, cancel … More The Roller Coaster – Up’n’Down! – Excerpt #15
– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – And that’s how the shadows fell The sun and stars shut themselves off Everything changed its shape Taking on the form of nothingness. At the dawn of that new day Just a thick fog. May 25, 2021 Original photo by: Tiago Vasconcelos on … More In one go… #15
FZzzzz… The unmistakable sound of the nth uncorking precedes the first icy sip. A sip that goes down fast, intense, directly from the mouth to the stomach. A stomach that is closed, knotted, tense, as if hit by a sudden punch. Another sip. The smoke of the first draw fogs the vision. Only for seconds. … More The Microscope: excerpt #8
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