how many tomorrows gone

(and when I can hear again I'll know to listen for you sound)

I could lie and say

(like it like that, like it like that)

red thread

Os dias se tecem estranhos

tento não costurar mais nada

por hoje as pontas ficam soltas

me enrolo como um novelo 

eu penso em retalhos

mas somos apenas farrapos

Em mais uma trama dos dias

cold bones, cold sheets

 (does she know that we bleed the same? don't wanna cry but I break that way. if you bled, I bleed the same. if you're scared I'm on my way)

(it takes an ocean not to break)

worn into the vaguely announced

(the build up

lasted for days

lasted for weeks

lasted too long)

deserto verde

Queria azul assim, de soltura. Como pensei que seria. Riscando lábios e seiva e saliva. Mas 

Sou seca como terra arrasada por eucalipto. Faço o meu amor morrer de sede.

Eu 

Adubo

Mas apesar de sua fragrância, seu tronco é fantasmagórico 

como os meus limites. Imponentes.

Me preenchem de neblina

Você disse, era de madeira branca o meu rosto. 

Será então que duro mais do que a carne? 

Pior

Sou então apenas marionete? 

Grito 

Sem

Som

generalization

(the art of observation...consists in this: the seeing of great things in little things, the whole in the part - even the infinitesimal part.)

just another fool for the earth to swallow

(The trees have inquisitive eyes, haven't they? -that is, seem as if they had. And the river says,-'Why do ye trouble me with your looks?' And you seem to see numbers of to-morrows just all in a line, the first of them the biggest and clearest, the others getting smaller and smaller as they stand further away; but they all seem very fierce and cruel and as if they said, "I'm coming! Beware of me! Beware of me!")

studies, bitterness

"Well, sometimes I feel I don't want to know anything more about it than I know already."

"Why not?"

"Because what's the use of learning that I am one of a long row only - finding out that there is set down in some old book somebody just like me, and to know that I shall only act her part; making me sad, that's all. The best is not to remember that your nature and your past doings have been just like thousands' and thousand's, and that your coming life and doings'll be like thousand's and thousand's."