Musical Insomnia

It is hard..
I am used to lay my soul on images..
on other´s dreams…
and interpret..
translate..
protect my identity..
from the distance of thoughts..
self-made.
Colours.. shapes… movemente of lines
expressions..
and join in them..
in a dance of renovation…
communion
and then..
I say..
I am going to write..
out of the trembling white screen
I shiver..
Nothing is there..
except my vacuum look…
into …
a desire.
Mute..
out of my dream..
insommia….
deaf and blind..
craddling my senses..
into my heart.

I play the music within..
balsamic…
co-related with pulsing distances.
Then… I was…
When I was..
What I had…
Now… I am lost.

Have you ever noticed..
that the music played in the heart..
moves Time like…
long time distance dead stars?
Am I here…. pulsing with it?
Or is it just..
an echo ..
of my lost….
human star dust?

And then…
words pulse…
beat…. move..
accent…stress….
cut… stop..
Time and Life… and Soul.
They write in shades and tones…
the story…of my eternal ghosts.
Rosa

Musical Insomnia

RosaCobos

Bilbao, Spain

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Artist's Description

State of the Soul while trying to extract inspiration a-new from the whitness of the computer screen… submmited the moment to a desire.. simple… a breathing desire.

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