My Little Tyrant
My Little Tyrant You stopped to desire what you looked at, you stopped to invent what you looked at, but you were never at a standstill. And when you’re a star, they let you do it. You can do anything. Grab ’em by the pussy. You can do anything. Donald Trump You stopped to desire what you looked at, you stopped to invent what you looked at, but you were never at a standstill. You understood the docks, the places where salt is a blind lady seated on your soul, where foam gnaws at the base of everything, with its small teeth resembling the quicksand of what is forgotten, the sites where old anchors and barges of oversize engines oxidize in droppings of seagulls and pelicans, the small white tumults where peace and movement intertwine their nets in the old-fashion-way of the sea, the landscapes that surrounded you without you knowing how far from your imagination, your most intimate arguments could travel. There is a sky f