​Shifting through silence

Day 6: Jinghong, Xishuangbanna.

After dangling between
darkness and being alone.
There is laughter and
no wasted days.

Why did it come?

I no longer wanted to watch
my life go down the drain.
Drifting into darkness
and shadowy abysses.

Now, most of the time –
even as myself I forget labels.
I prefer to get up each day.
Look at the pictures and
walk in the rains.

​And think to myself…..
​Like is a sack with
a few bones inside.
​Nothing more.

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