dynamic equilibrium.

nothing stirs
and actual
structured
emotional reaction within me.
I read poetry, books
novels
coexist in the presens
of tunes that weep.
and I dont cry.
I look at pictures of masses
crowds
lying in swamps of blood
images that go against human nature
mass suicide
nuclear bombs
battle fields
and not a flinch
just fascination.
yet in every instant
I am moving
in every instant i am in homogenous
pain and joy
in every instant my bones rattle against each other
laughing and weeping.
in a state
of dynamic equilibrium.