you're like a letter addressed to this hotel room
sent to room 1209
a letter sent by loneliness
you're sitting
the feeling of security the room provides is enough
nothing more is needed
while watching the city from the window
It feels as if you're looking at a human face
you are looking at a face created from light and darkness
toward a world where the answers are in the sky and the questions are on the earth
you are crucified between questions and answers

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Time and silence are like two birds flying together,
and I am a branch of a tree where these two birds land.

The wind howls outside like it imitates a wolf
and the night is the wind's fur.

The desert is a nature whose vegetation is emptiness.
Emptiness is an after that has no beginning.
An after that constantly repeats itself.

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A child who doesn't yet have a concept of time:
_ When did you wash your hair?
_ Not now.

Silence, the pulse of time
I listen to the beating pulse by touching the full moon.

I'm inside an autumn photograph
the cat in the photograph is moving
it's digging in the soil.

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