14 apr 2019, Kanella & Co

Flat White. Getting lost in a book.

Climbing your way down the metaphors,

up the comparison,

deeper through the adjectives

and parallel to active verbs.

Getting lost among people who never lived

and still lived more than you ever will.

Walking on imaginary streets who

resemble your veins,

realising

they are leading straight to your heart.

Getting lost in pages who,

when put together,

have the same colour as your eyes.

What an amazing gift, to get lost in a book.

What a frightful abandonment and

what a long and fulfilling travel.




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