10 de set. de 2017

when evil sets in... (poem)



evil sets in when we begin to be suspicious of naive poetry...

when I was a child I always dreamed that my favorite place to stay could be at the same time anywhere in the world; now I know what I used to feel... it was the intuition that the only place in the world where we can be close to all the places we love, at the same time... is our heart...