It’s the angels that don’t stand a chance…
- Daddy, do angels know when they’re about to die?
- Yes. They can feel it.
- How?
- Well, at first their light becomes dim, and then they feel their soul moving differently, slowly shaping itself into pain…
- But what’s hurting them?
- Being pure in a sea of indifference…You’ll see…Your light will grow dim too as you [...]
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So that You Will Hear Me, by Pablo Neruda
So that you will hear me
my words
sometimes grow thin
as the tracks of the gulls on the beaches.
Necklace, drunken bell
for your hands smooth as grapes.
And I watch my words from a long way off.
They are more yours than mine.
They climb on my old suffering like ivy.
It climbs the same way on damp walls.
You are to blame [...]
