Feb 26, 2011

Between real and unreal

The things that have no words
Surrounded by sadness
That kind of sadness
Penetrating in their silence
Tears becoming cubes of light
The cubes of things wonder
On their situation of their becoming
Being involved in a movement
Apparently anarchic
Needing a priori cognoscible
Synthetic truths
And empirical postulates
On the shape of inner dislocation
Their shear looping in unstable equilibrium
Needing a stable equilibrium
Being offered as emblematic symbols
Of the diminishing boundary
Between real and unreal
Those things withdrawing themselves
Becoming slowly

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