I walked into the Vatican line, waiting to, see all the Roman architecture and art, very detailed, of an angel, statues and collective colors. SNAP. I took a picture on this tour. It was an outstanding beauty if I saw one. The Pope, tied in an outfit, ever so colorful. The guards stand surrounding, the area. I feel like I am Robert Langdon, from Angels and Demons, ready to solve a mystery, as a professor of linguistics. "Grazie"  I say to one of the fuzzy tall hat guards. The Vatican was built, first by St. Peters Basilica, The Roman sculptures in the Church, many were headless. SNAP! Another picture for another memory. " I need a Vino." I thought to myself. After, walking out of the Vatican, looking at the long crowd, I was back in Rome, Italy. I waited on the side for a taxi speeding the opposite side of the street. "Are you going to the Marriott in Rome Italy?

"Si."  I said. I went into the taxi, with the stench of a new car, mixed with vomit. "What a day!" I think to myself. "What a day."

 I was blind. Everything was in a  deep darkness. My breath was heavy, consumed by the heat outside. It was the hot summer day but I couldn't see anything. I lied in the razor green grass, attempting to appreciate the last few days of the heat wave. I smelled the fresh barbecue, the chicken the beef and the hot dogs. I knew this might be the last few days of my life. I just came back from the hospital. The news was unnerving. I had a tumor and cancer in my brain. Its hard to say goodbye to the ones you love. Especially, when you don't feel the love back. I was abandoning everyone without a choice. This was my goodbye. "Cheli! It's time to eat." The next day I never woke up.    

 The pH of strong acidity, melted the white weightless  styrofoam, connecting to the table of elements. 

The atomic number reaches all the heights, of  billions and trillions of neurons  and tiny microscopic protons. 

Titanium is an element that is unforgettable and strong. 

Platinum is filled with unjustifiable atoms. 

The end result helps the science professor. 

My project is almost done. 

Almost done.   

 It was 9 AM. I woke up.

At 10am I was in a cold shower, slices of water going down my chest , washing my body and my hair

At 12, I worked out, lifting big weights.

at 12:30 I went to work, driving in my flaming red car, racing down the road.

at 1pm I went to the biggest hospital in the Bronx, the sounds of sirens shocked me.

At 4pm I came home and went on the computer to pay taxes

At 9pm I went to sleep, covering me with my blanket.

At 9am I woke up again, the alarm going off. When I went down stairs, there was the dinner I forgot to eat

The next day was a repeat.

 Sculptures in the museum  are full of sorrowful  and sorry chiseled  stone filled with sacks of words

Tasteless time are tacky taunts when I see the statues of the times establishing the honor of being alive

Wisdom wonder waiting wars of walking wonderers as I enter the exhibit

Justice jobs jump vibrant colors collecting and conceiving, the mummy's 

Damp dead and daisy's grow galloping horses , made of plastic standing still

The wasteful walking of the end  of the exhibit was liberating   

 

 I cry

A spirit is lifted upon me

I sprint like a horse

On the vivid deep green grass

I want it all

and a tear falls once again 

 I feel like a vivid imagination spreading into fields of colors

Unloved and sad at times

Then awakened by thunder

I hide

I cry

and laugh

I make mistakes

But mostly I learn