Stumbling upon the oracle of time
I think I am running
but am I really?
My footprints are missing in action
denials on the wall of this chest
love bleeding all over my lungs
my ribs are contagious
poking this illness
of unreturned ardour
where am I going?
my feet carry me
for my tongue
has abandoned me.
D C de Oliveira
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