cresto phango!


here next to me

2003-09-03, 12:15 a.m.

trying to make you stay, a hunger that is insatiable and i still want to eat forever. like the mountains' white peak, pangs of feeling for you, in all of your existence, through the span of you life, surface on my skin. and the earthquakes become more frequent, a day and the scale reaches a scary number, one that i had not seen for a long time, or never. the circle of humanity, it is in each of us, but here it is closed. it is closed off from the tattered lifestyles on the computer screen. with you, the circle closes even more, i do not have the capacity to a face which displays pain, not right now. you have to look up some nights, you have to wonder what the stars shine for. but i would say that some wish they could be closer to you, to shine brighter for you. you have to go home now because it only gets harder when the clock pulses early morning numbers.