The Poetry Marathon

Thin foil falls flanel, fostering faster from feast

freeze fury after framing it with focus fist,

far East away, furthest idea falling fringe,

Fiercely for fantasy feathered on fan,

finally some good news fintech from flashing

false advance related to trust fullfill faster.

Felling familiar first, if I fail this with silver

everything false from it, perhaps floating

efs fest same in advance by Pharr

This is my knowing I must eight

not ate food, eight they, ate they,

sunshines on summer kept in the fridge.

My time travels first so when World end I get there first

Nine is the affraid sunshine at an Early East

flies winged clouds at the bottom of a long women of salt,

Iztlacihuatl is watching from her volcan mountainic dream

It’s behind my courtain brick bridge of poverty neuronal calm.

So cloudy skies from Mexico’s besides know

it taste about rain, fear and smoke from roosters call,

followed the dream sleep of fade realness amount.

Trying to fit the pieces words works by

when all them feel like lies

This is where comes the silent sound of uncertain

Here I am

Hi, how is everybody? I’m starting to believe that I speak to silence, this is my first time here, I’m gonna make a half marathon, and I’m a bit nervous because I’m bilingual and I’m going to write entirely in English… well, with some Spanish, but I’m not sure how much because I want my head goes around by being free.

I hope this doesn’t became a spit on the road or something. I’ll wait ’til tomorrow, see you then

Hello web from the world,

                          people unite by the spider net,

               here we are trying to figure it out what to do, or how to escape,

            if I’m on track asking to the silence,

                                 would I have a name?

            the involuntary rhymes sound like a frantic game

in the wrinkles inside my brain,

a labirynth wich is made by my own reseach

of how we see in the mirror image

Is this how everything about this is suppouse to be?