This is my studio for exploring my work. Consider these drafts.

You went underground

You went underground
Trading in full moons for sunrise asanas
Turning in early and leaving the socks on
Discipline, temperance, moderation over all

Now you grow weary of your own earnestness
(Vanity inverted, pulse always steady
Desire’s fire down
to a pilot-light flickering)

You feel your brain quaking
breaking in two
Dreams seize you in daylight
Deposit you at midnight

Bewildered and emboldened
you stay up all night
the star of your own movie 

-Text & photo by SM Simões
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by Balthazar Simões