Thank you nothingness

And just like that

I untied myself.

I was free,

but there was nothing exquisite about it.

 

Today is one of those days

when it's a minute away from raining.
And there's this electricity in the air,
you can almost hear it, right?

Los ojos ajenos

Fragmento de "the sea of ice", Friedrich

y la curiosidad de saber como quedó el barco tras el naufragio