we wish for their ab-
-negation but they refuse cause greed drives their lives.
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“folderol texts co-
-ver the web,” what many think after hours there. miracles cover
our minds whenever something good happens to all. celebrity news
become the escape others need from their own lives. obtenebration
covers the web streets as youth stay hooked to it. the vicissitude
of words will forever be a riveting study. her beauty felt like
divinity when i see her every day. all gods challenge us
daily & we must do our best to face these tasks. peace is all we want.
time is still not ready for it. we need to work. distance made us ask
just how powerful our love really was; a task. the blues cloud over me
& i question my purpose, my everything. it’s a dark, brooding feeling that i’ve always despised as it filters its way through my thoughts & flesh making me simply lay in bed doing shit & wasting time that could be used getting high- -er. corrupted souls
ruin the lives of innocent souls daily. we just fail to see it. a fire is burning
deep inside of you. harness it & use that intensity for good. villains can be found everywhere,
even in the places where heroes are supposed to have the spotlight. sometimes
our heroes become the villains we never wanted to see, which just shows how flawed we all are. words are plastered across a room
as they wait for a poet to sequence them in a way where they present a beautiful message. look at the crowd
moving their hands to the ways a performer moves them. believe it or not, that is a form of power. hate enters my thoughts
as jealousy leads the pack. it’s a sad state to be in, but one we all go through. i wish i didn’t feel this, pero es parte del human experience. thankfully, i know how to control it & not let it get the best of me. so much love we’ve shared
across the years. i wonder how that’ll shape, change, twist & turn as the years continue to fly, pero i’m not gonna do much about it. i’ll just let time to do its thing y eventually i’ll find how love has transformed. do you remember those simple days?
those simple days where we professed our love for eternity? ain’t it grand to see how that love hasn’t changed? different sides of humanity
continues to show as the web continues to allow it. what a weird race we are. you are the word
that’s probably said the most by people all around. you have many similes, but you, the OG, will forever have a particular sting to you. codes ruin the lives
of people for decades as a killer continues to cause mayhem across the western united states, a 1960s story. we all have areas
that could be worked on. a little bit of introspection will allow us to find them. we all try to be
different, but in that process of self-discovery we often imitate those we idolize, which is totally fine till the time comes where you need to be yourself. |
AuthorFernando E. E. Correa González is the author behind over 30 self-published poetry books. He has been published by literary magazines & journals [Id]entidad, El Vicio del Tintero, Sábanas Magazine, Smaeralit, The Occulum, Tonguas and Hound Magazine. Other than writing, Correa is also the host of FENCast, a podcast dedicated to documenting the Puerto Rican independent art scene. Aside from this, he experiments with filmmaking, photography, drawing, painting, multimedia and transmedia. He currently lives in his native Puerto Rico. Archives
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