Inside
Jan 17th, 2009 by Mariana Gorjão
The world is so cruel
Everywhere I look
I see a crying face
I see a bloodless person
I see a mute scream
I see a silenced speech
With a fear of laughter in it.
I see a desfigurated body
And so near to me
I see nothing
It’s an empty space.
(Outside)
I don’t think the glasshouse
Has ever been this full
Do you?