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Ernestoestrellaachronos
Ernestoestrellaachronos
Robbing towards its crack. Unearthing, humid, interior. It invents the air, it cancels the air in its ground.
Between ground and abyss, the branches. From the dialogue, the branches. The branches of a dialogue
lie dormant.
Time, in its river. Time broken in its river. Between ground and abyss, scarecrow.
Of a fallen biography. In an impossible position.
Inertia unfolds the margins of a life. The well of inertia. The ice of inertia’s well
that negates movement.
III
Broken hands.
A sunset
in which the heart that grows
against its pasture
has abandoned
through the hollow of a mother
life.
Come.
–this air–
there is something
to do. Come.
Just hold.
This silence.
Here we are
in a monotonous commentary
an hexagonal web of life’s fly.
The heaviness of our acts the effort of our laziness is taken away.
participating
Relic
Your time
time
of yours inside
of you?