La Noia

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LA NOIA

Slow paced

it creeps through the day

Its emptiness

whiping the mind

entirely blank

 

Chewing on

empty thoughts

over and over again

Its unvisible claws

kneading time

like buttered dough

Making hours

measured in humans terms

dull as journeys in a plane

Pacing breathe

the engine of life

with an apathetic pulse

It is the feeling

of surviving

without living

Its touch

making all colors

fade away

Experienced also by animals

being reflected about

for humans it’s a disease

Fed by

monotonous moments

it’s numbing the brain

And when you’re away

faithfully it’s waiting

for you to return

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