Modern Way
São sete horas e dez minutos, acabei de fumar mais um cigarro e não vejo à hora de ir embora.
Meu corpo está Tomado de stress, preciso realmente dormir umas quatro horas. Ligo a moto e saio na busca de um pouco de descanso. Mais um dia, mais um salário. Embora buscando algo na paisagem social...
Quem pode ver?
Atravesso algumas esquinas sem buzinar e acelero até sentir meu corpo tremer. Cada minuto significa muito. Tenho prova pra estudar, tenho compromissos, tenho que dormir. É preciso ser um pouco mais veloz.
Tento escapar dessa prisão, sem olhar pra traz, esperando algo novo.
Cinco minutos de percurso a paisagem não mudou. Viro e acordo deitado e percebo não tenho que fazer mais nada.
- O que aconteceu? Pergunto pra enfermeira.
Fui retomar a memória no dia seguinte, e também vi o estrago mental que me causou o acidente. Obrigado a brecar, fui obrigado também a engolir sozinho que pequenas coisas têm mais valor.
Não tenho mais os compromissos de antes. Nem mais a verba que financiava meus sonhos.
Já se foram policiais e enfermeiros a vítima e os cacos.
O lugar foi limpo e tudo volta no lugar, até meu úmero...
Recordo que foi um mês de novembro em que descansei mesmo sem férias. De lá pra cá tudo mudou.
Típicas mudanças em que se as percebe. Memórias que historiam e são várias as cervejadas e inúmeros os lugares onde essa prosa aparece...
It's seven o'clock and ten minutes, I just smoke another cigarette and I see the time to go.
Taken from my body's stress, really need to sleep about four hours. I turn the bike and go in search of a little rest. Another day, another salary. While searching for somethingin the social landscape ...
Who can see?
Across corners without some honk and accelerate until you feel my body shake. Everyminute means a lot. I have evidence to study, I have commitments, I have to sleep. It takes a bit faster.
Try to escape this prison, not look back, waiting for something new.
Five minutes of course the landscape has not changed. Viro agreement and lying and I realize I have to do anything else.
- What happened? I ask to nurse.
I went back to memory the next day, and also saw the mental damage that I caused theaccident. Thank you to brake, also was forced to swallow small things that alone are worth more.
I have more commitments than before. Not more money "to fund my dreams.
Gone are cops and nurses and shattered the victim.
The place was clean and everything back in place, even my upper arm ...
I remember that was a month of November in which rested without vacation.
Since then everything has changed.
Typical changes in which the perceiver. Memories that history and there are many beers and countless places where the prose appears ...
Taken from my body's stress, really need to sleep about four hours. I turn the bike and go in search of a little rest. Another day, another salary. While searching for somethingin the social landscape ...
Who can see?
Across corners without some honk and accelerate until you feel my body shake. Everyminute means a lot. I have evidence to study, I have commitments, I have to sleep. It takes a bit faster.
Try to escape this prison, not look back, waiting for something new.
Five minutes of course the landscape has not changed. Viro agreement and lying and I realize I have to do anything else.
- What happened? I ask to nurse.
I went back to memory the next day, and also saw the mental damage that I caused theaccident. Thank you to brake, also was forced to swallow small things that alone are worth more.
I have more commitments than before. Not more money "to fund my dreams.
Gone are cops and nurses and shattered the victim.
The place was clean and everything back in place, even my upper arm ...
I remember that was a month of November in which rested without vacation.
Since then everything has changed.
Typical changes in which the perceiver. Memories that history and there are many beers and countless places where the prose appears ...
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