SURREAL
THERE ARE DAYS WHICH ARE SURREAL
AND THERE ARE DAYS WHICH ARE FINITE, WILTED, POORLY DRAWN, TROUBLED FATES. WE THINK WE CONTROL THEM, BUT WE ARE PUPPETS OF HIGH NOON,
OF EVERY DAY,
OF A WHOLE DAY, EVERYDAY.
WE ARE VENTRILOQUISTS OF STUFFY DAYS, WHILE OTHERS APPEAR SOFT
- DAYS WHICH ARE PRESENTS AND PRESENT.
THERE ARE DAYS AND DAYS…
WE PASS BY ALL OF THEM
AND SURPASS THEM ALL:
SPECIAL DAYS,
DAYS THAT MAKE THE DIFFERENCE
BETWEEN LIVING WHILE DYING AND REBIRTH.
TEXT: LEILA MARINHO LAGE |