Cul-de-sac

It is a no-go
Going on that road
Nonstop
No, stop

Don’t go

I’m on a dead-end street
That cul-de-sac, you’d come and leave
Won’t you come another time
You would stay a little longer

Radio on too loud
Rain pouring down
Phone calls hanging up
Rubber burning out

No one turns around

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T!el Fajardo

Art still thrills me. Aphantasic brazilian writer, born in the 90's. I enjoy reading mostly poetry, sci-fi, and shonen-seinen manga. Favorite authors: Asimov, Tolkien, Guilherme de Almeida, Paulo Leminski, Douglas Adams, Tite Kubo, Yoshihiro Togashi... I also write songs.

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