The Rock
Published in
Aug 30, 2022
Oh, Matilda!
Who cares how beautiful you are
With so many blunt knives trying to get out of your inside?
When you’re darker than the never-seen face of the moon.
Who cares about the bright side, Matilda?
You live like a silent miracle…
Following in the footsteps of the soul
below the body on the ground.
Walking… walking, but you can’t escape…
You are heavier than that unscrupulous rock that Sisyphus carried…
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