... kismet ...

friends manage to blow brains of existence aside
full heads wait

saying goodbye is never easy
but you blur outlines beyond description

i twine
in confusion.

farewell
and wait …
you leave to foreign countries as
stars make stares unfavorable …

for different minds to sort different coherence
accept what is
moreover, what should be?
but ifs and shoulders are so easily thrown
when scratchy throats aren’t purged

ingemination.

knives sculpted into birds
clipped of wings
always in hopes

play hearts like others play promises
never knowing how effects affect beings

hearts are hard
nevertheless, soft with
second times

hurt …
forevers hurt worse.

spain waits and others call for broken hearts like their own
forgetting what spades felt like when aces were drawn

immeasurable eyes
built gutters in dams and ponds

goodbye to europe …

finalmente, en este segundo capitulo
tener cuidado con la pintura
tirarlos
no todos los corazones son como la sombra que los suyos greyly