I have a black shadow on me will not let me see anything. I
landed.
My sun is small and white, it solidifies.
Going forward and backward, falling apart. Expanding
and contrayéndome at a time. Gripped.
My heart is a trough full of water that overflows.
I fall and get up.
feel fear. Horror of the world. I look and do not recognize myself. I am a chrysalis . That will not me. I have a crust of bone that will not let me even see the light, nor the future. Anything could happen. It could be anything, and nothing would surprise me. I shot the world, and I can not stop. My landing is not up to me. I am a lead bullet with a parabolic target and unpredictable . A girl-bullet.
Here I go. Sun
PD (From here, "the depression of the month" transmitted across the national network, the toilet, the chain reaction, chain supermarkets, my gold chain inside underwear and I can not put no mourn the horror)
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