White noise and books

Ripping pages out from books I used to love

Carrying pieces of thought for this unquenchable flat heart

Ripped pages in the pockets while walking around

I’m not reading these days

White noise passing days

Hours noise in white and no reading

Never forgotten masterpieces folded inside the jacket

Firework’s reading habits forgotten blessing

Ripping pages from my favorites writers to stop the thoughts’ hemorrhage

No reading these days

White noise hurricane days

Hours noise in white for a long while

Ripping pages out careless about the rest

Trying to reconnect with the unquenchable heart of mine

Endlessly walking around to finally clear the busy mind

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