25 de Julio de 2007                                         

Moments of  the life: My life

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 there is plenty of room

there are no hiding places

there is no appropriate spot

i shall not find what i'm looking for

there is no use in searching

i'm always coming across novel things

i have a liking for distraction

i am taking everything in

i am keeping everything somewhere

things will find their place

i will arrange them no longer

for this mess makes me feel easy

this is the closest to nature

i've ever been

i feel home.

moving on

i will go on playing

you may watch me have fun

it is always the right moment now

 that i can tell my eyes from yours

i'm not standing.

i'm not staying.

i'm not dealing.

i'm not rebelling.

i'm not resigning.

i'm not neglecting.

i'm not going anywhere i know of.

i'm disregarding relevance.

i believe in foreverness.

i do care.

i'm not craving for attention.

i'm shining.

dressing up games

i was glad to feel sleepless then

i'd began to see what i'm missing

i'm still bright enough to tell

shady, shiny, shadowy

they've all taken sides already

i'm too wearing uniforms, i'm afraid

i don't mind their watching

my taking off these clothes

this is what my skin feels like

i am (now) beginning to enjoy it

commuting

the birds did not sing today

the sun did not show

it is not going to rain

i'm on my way home

i'm not indifferent yet

i wouldn't mind being somewhere else

(i'm comfortable enough where i'm at)

i wouldn't mind being somebody else

(i'm comfortable enough being myself)

i'm quick and sensitive

confusion comes and goes

bewilderment is permanent (i can deal)

i'm not empty anymore for not being what i'm not

raise the volume

fill the glass to the top

eat up to the last bite

ignore learned procedures

things are getting warmer

there is nothing to prevent

people are break dancing

today i remembered

a little girl teaching me

how music plays in the mind

now i see.

not strolling

i went for a walk today

i gave all my clothes

to a little girl

who pretended to be me

i chewed some ice

my lips went numb

so did my naked body

i kindly rejected

unreciprocated sympathies

instilled aspirations

then i went by your house

knocked on your door

was left unanswered

and i returned to my place

(because) you were (here)

not expecting me

Noelia Laura Pirsic Galeanoff

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