On the pillow of fear


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Dec 19, 2010
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On the pillow of fear

I dreamed
that my feet were chasing
each other
in the dark
among the cracks of a day

I dreamed
that I was flying
over a field
of white faces
that shone
under the light
of a sad moon ...

I dreamed
that I was walking
no walking
it was the Earth
that moved
under my feet

How many flags fighting
against the storms they did

I dreamed
that a street emerged
between night and life
full of people hidden
in the shadows
of their wounds

and that a drum sound
shaking the corners
puting out the streetlights
with the fury of a hydra

and that it was me
the one that ran
between tears and fire

When I dream
on the pillow
of my fears

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