My project is so silent, so silent:

to confound and confabulate races
with a single multiple stroke, violent
against coterminous culture spaces:
To delimit the nature is to cut
away the off-putting mess of nature;
you can have your dream and happiness, but
there are bodies sweating bricks to suture:
I may seem dense, but it is a just swarm
of ideas and notions to grapple;
I'm never on vacation where's its warm,
though I can consume a Suriname apple:
I don't know if I believe Paradise
can be. I'm here to watch as that dream dies.
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