Thursday, 3 March 2011

The urban feel

This city is draining me
Sucking all energy out of me

Encounters and confrontations
Recurrent spaces of uncertainty

The hybrid, disjointed and unsteady
World that we are living in

The fixation on objects
The overlook on the substance

This city is draining me

I need to vanish into invisible space
I have a nostalgic longing for the unreal

Spiritless existence is as tiring
As walking bare feet from one continent to the other
Bearing all people’s sins in one backpack
Glued to the back of your neck

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

this city... yes, like mine. I feel for you. O lonely one/ i too am the angel ... desire's