Shapes and Forms from Outer Space

Sometimes we need to look at the world, as if we weren’t part of it, assuming the role of curious observant aliens. Invisible beings, all eyes, immersed in humans’ daily lives; all strange activities, all strange feelings and sensations, all novelties to understand and apprehend. But we are human, and this artificial separation may be difficult to achieve. Souls filled with memories and experiences that become invisible filter to what reality presents before our eyes. I am human and shaped by all incongruities that come with being one. Therefore, these poems are my absurd view of all this immensity that forms our world, which is sometimes impossible to decipher.