Letras
It's as if I'm looking at a corner of the sky through a cardboard tube
and I'm impressed, seems huge
This is my idea of bottomlessness
Too small a slice of the night sky
through an empty paper towel roll
without even trying I diminish infinity
Knowing that wide winds find me
from a place I'll never know
I'm human. I know very little. I narrow my eyes.
With my life so far and all its conditions
I squint at the sky
From in my narrow tunnel vision, my bruised up insides
can I abandon this position?
see beyond my little life
I sit and breathe slow at the end of the night
and finally the sun cracks over the hill
a brief glimpse through wide open air