Poem 35 Poem by Raquel Pinheiro

and forever it was going to be
the unsettledness of youth
at each four hours the silence is broken
look at it now, james whose to say
it will all end this way
deep brown eyes so wide
unearth change, rest the fuzzy phase
behind, exasperating was left
tiring whims from the past
malleable
at each four hours the silence is broken
like if amid chaos and confusion,
creativeness arised
12' love letters ascounded
dreams within a dream
one offers the answer to the other
oversaturation.
is an exercise in patience
i know, i know, should be asleep