Buses

Buses © Benoît Labourdette.
Poem in automatic writing about « Buses »
A trigger, and everyone dances, in all directions! The intimate perception of the inner voices of passing humans, which leads to a choice of life. Invent a tale. A place visited today, empty, where I lived so many things a long time ago. A vision by the body of the ground that it treads. Let’s imagine for a moment that this trash can is a bus...

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