Contributor: Diego Sieiro
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I can’t be left alone with my thinking
For it bullies me
Bringing up my secrets and forcing tears.
I can’t go alone anywhere,
For I may run into any of my ideas
They all are crazy and want to tickle me.
It’s not that I am out of my mind
She herself kicked me out
for not washing the dishes.
I as usual was late
Lost again my train of thought
and had to walk galore.
I talk to my self,
But my self is tired
Of the same old questions
I thought I had lost IT,
IT had left holding a girl’s hand
And alone IT returned.
My memory is not what it was
It is what it is
And never was what I wanted
Dubito,
Ergo cogito
Ergo sum
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Diego has written comics, short stories and fragments of books in Mexico, Spain, the U.S. of A. and Ireland.
Poems he writes whenever Calliope tugs at his ears.
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