Sometimes I don't think what I say
I also had an invader
Small autopilot
From boredom

Sometimes I don't say what I think
I have also suffered from the blockage
Remote fear atajando las syllables
The prudence of absurdity marking
Your territory

Sometimes I don't think or say
And I do not find among all the confusions
And all the silences
A suitable place to pose the
Temples

Photography by Jocelyn Catterson