Re(in)troit






Reabsorbed in the diffuseness,

forgetconsider this abstract existence no longer true,


the astounding daily happen
as it comes in mind, seems to pass by, but


assume it is not only a mirage cause itdowill exist not any longer eternally (in  mind),

Arey As it is alreadya product of memories?,



A disquieting calming hopeillusion of a lost psyche?,



about to be destroyed  exhausted by such unlimited succession



moving swiftly through the tunnels corridors of pseudo-random lives destinies



in this manner






embroiled in a bitter(bearable) nausea,


(Where did it come go? Barely managed to visualize.)





lost in thoughts, demolished thoughts about thoughts about nothingness, thoughts, in short,


tacked obsessively.