Finally I am awake,
No more passings-by.
Finally I remember,
No more faded shapes.
Finally I can feel,
No more shallow blinks.
Finally I am here,
No more losing grips.
There is no closure to these lines,
Today it started, the existence of mine.

The crawling angel of your eyes
Is a staggering thought to my soul.

Let me fall through these walls
Into my own existence.
Don’t pull me back,
I want to crash into my soul!

The animals came, with
The wolf behind
They took me into the sunset, with
The Lights above;
The Sun descended to me, with
Its rays into my eye, and
That’s how I became that night
An autumn lie.

Sometimes I am thousands of characters
In a long lost book,
Sometimes I am that heavy smell
On a newly printed page, and
Sometimes I am just the effort
In the ink, flowing on your thumb.