ENRICO


BEING’S EMPTINESS


I BREATH
TREMBLING
IN BED
THE EXECUTIONER
HIT ME IN THE STOMACH
AN ABSURD
NEED TO BE...
RACKS
MY HART
I FEEL THE EMPTINESS
INSIDE
I WISH I WAS GONE IN A TRICE
AND NOT
LIKE A STONE
WORN OUT BY THE RIVER
TO THE LAST
GRAIN
OF SAND.

ENRICO

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