Original Pile of Words

handmade, photo, hands, photography

Original photography. Photo manipulations done in a darkroom. Poetry inspired by photo.

The other day I felt

The world in its eternity

Bottle up inside me

Until I finally exploded.


It all doesn’t matter anymore.

A day is only

Worth pennies compared to the hour.

Soon it will be done.


A particle, however small

Can change indefinitely.

A dream that before could exist

Now disappears.


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