Every river paused.

Holding a candle to devotion,

I'm committed to every element that exists

outside myself

And in this narrow street where I've decided

to stand bare

I see the light of indecision flicker and flicker

As you walk towards me through the hesitant yellow.

.

In the peaceful, almost bland corner

we gather in silence.

Where you choose to rest your head or what to say

are always caught in the glow

(I wish to be a hawk and fly over

every river paused,

to see what it carries and how much it weighs

to stay afloat)

I wish you opened up your skull to let the terror

find its home,

To stop dressing every digression to code

Although I'll never see your lips mouth the words:

"I digress"

.

And the momentum cries out loud

Again and again and again

Wanting to unmoor.

If you should let your hands rest

where they want to rest

Let your words set a truthful and imperfect stage

Let your soul peek outside for just a little while;

All the birds could fly without worry

All the flames could burn in plain sight

All the eyes could finally meet.

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(Agosto 2026)