Inside me there are rivers, rivers that can run in opposite directions.
They can twirl in frenetic movements, dancing with the rocks that lives inside me. Inside me there are famous nights and infamous thoughts that crawls inside me. The nights are starred but the thoughts are growling with too much expectations. Inside me there are gentios looking on each other’s eyes in search of explanations. There are doubts and recession, like waves of content and discontentment. Inside me are vibrants waterfalls, there are stars with gleaming faces. They winks and flirts with my subconscious, they turn me into they meme. They love to play inside me when they can reach my indignity. There is a lot more inside me. I can only count to so many trees, that accounts they feelings inside me. They are all there, living there. Hiding their success and failure, swinging their emotions side to side, but I can only see so much inside me.
Marijoy 10/16/18