Dancing silence

Dancing silence


This minute i think
and i write: take time
all my weight pressed on the concept of bed

the spinning is dry & furious
i measure and clap, solid matter forms.
A door to nowhere a lifeless movie with
no credits
You are free to say anything that you
want
Truths, this time
Like an infection
Like when you dance

 

 

 

Bogdan Puslenghea
Picture Nick Victor

 

 


By Bogdan Puslenghea

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