Prates
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The Violent SexA Poem by PratesAnother poem about a lost love. Inspired this time by Marinetti and his Futurist Manifest |
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Oh, my Ophelia...A Poem by PratesA poem about a lost love. Inspired by Hans Christian Andersen, Camões e Fernando Pessoa, with a personal touch. |
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The Terror That Comes At NightA Poem by PratesWhispers that engulf your ears Chills that bristle the hairs of the nape Everywhere, that is how you feel. You hear what is not real You think somethi.. |
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Fernando PessoaA Poem by PratesI was born alone in the center of the universe. I am a black hole that absorbs and repels all existing clusters in the event horizon. A myth that is n.. |
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AtomsA Screenplay by PratesWhere to look, if there is nothing to look at? I do not see the objects. They deconstruct themselves before my eyes and I see its atomic compositi.. |
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Tortuous and endless lines of societyA Poem by PratesTraced yarns, tangled over each other.Undulating abstraction.The outline of the severed hand.Heartbeats.Radial vibrationsCrossed circlesBy phallic lin.. |
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Everything That Was Once HumanA Poem by PratesWe become strangers to the world when there is desensitization.A worse substitute of hate, becauseThe significance disappears when no longer someone f.. |
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Addiction AwarenessA Poem by PratesAddiction awareness in collusion with the proper animal. The return to forest. The society, slave of the social environment in which it appears, c.. |
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The Erynie and The SoundA Poem by PratesThe lyrical sound of the flute echoing through the forest.Pan plays like the days were endless.And Erinye notes in his entourage,his lament.Syrinx die.. |
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