When we are lesser than caged bird… When the road was in high water The skies further an F5 tornado When our ground cracks its matter And subdue all around, I won’t st…

Near the end of others are us In our saddle of distance or proxi… Near the vain end of animals we co… And continue to another rationaliz… Confrontation!

Write when sad or angry, say, if y… After falling back to listen to D… I confess a choice of empathy abou… At this age, a voice from the fift… As a naturally promiscuous but fai…

Seven o’clock and a bath delayed As indecision wins over the day Or maybe a stale is still on the w… The movie in background now makes… As another pretense to the purpose…

All my grieving are my skins, Cameleon of beautiful leather. Oh my labyrinthine patterns, Old skins of detachment and furlou… Oh why I still have a room for yo…

Yesterday I heard I have a heavy… As time passes it grows heavier. Question, diversity around Xavier… As is the effort of not writing As is the effort of doing it right…

The slytherin or the pussy, the re… Giving knowledge and fire to their… Praising for the death of a dubiou… Setting the stage for the real con… Not original, that’s an argument o…

While my body asks for Temperance I persist Arsonist that I may be Never my flames will consume thee O my fever, intemperance

There’s a blackboard behind a drea… Full of equations as developments Full of math of how to renew a str… There’s a need to maintain our nat… Which one can clearly see if you l…

considering the history of modern mathematics two questions at once arise: (1) what limitations shall be placed upon the term Mathematics; (2) what force shall be assigned to the word ...

Beyond some pain and distress Lies a world of unending sorrow So profound, so inlaid, it comes with music. One never gets acoustomed

Who am I? No sono nessuno. Although I were teached to write Instigated to enhance my might Told it was a lost cause not to fi…

It’s about a life no one had never… About perspective a lot, forget a… Subject to extended statistical an… A potent tool, crystalline in inte… Power to deal with some demented

Suck me long, suck me deep, intele… Why don’t I know if I am not dupl… Wit lost after the fear, erasing i… By you great mother fuckers, throw… By you great pdagogues of adults

Looking at her running from the co… Admiring the crying raging between… Remains her silhouette memory Languidly lying in the porch’s net Piled on top of other sorrows and…