to discover

i make a try.

i write a word
and then
what comes
i don't care
i won't lie -

sometimes,
a numbness
warms up
the mistery.

and it is better
to keep trying
instead of
get the better.

simple like that -

sometimes
i prefer the sadness
of don't have you
(off course,
"you" is only a word)

instead of have a happy poetry.