-After reading Road Movies, I wrote:
where I come from
there's a song that says that
real love
is like living in airports.
quietness between white walls.
about the day I left
I remember silence
just big space of silence
of modern silence
of timeless silence
now
I can hear my heart beating
not just feel it, but hear it
I can even smell it
it does smell of cordite
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