Sponge

For some moment
Something is here
Breading inside
Trying to explode
At every tic tac time


For some reason
I don’t understand why
I can see these things
So deep and hard


Like a blade trespassing my heart
Like a black hole eating my soul


Like something inscrutable
Running in my veins


Like a sponge they say,
Yep, like a sponge
Witch needs to be squeezed
‘till nothing remains inside


photo by André Silva