Wednesday, May 18, 2005



Reclusive figure spinning on the outskirts of stars, flung from orbit to orbit. ¿A dónde vas? The stars grow brighter, moving out and away towards their gleaming metropoli. The entity cannot follow, cannot keep up. It is not on the inside, has never really been. Solo, solo. Hay todo. Soon, it seems, the nebulae will have forgotten it altogether, save for midnight phone calls to keep intact a thread of touch. Hay nadie. Desperately it needs; not a binary star, but a binary entity. Hay nadie. Solo. Siempre solo.


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