the remains of a chewed day
scraped to the basket
blazing
to all its atoms
trying to put together
to a new beginning

In lavender vase my thoughts are squeezed
The Nietzsche ones
Drinking matter of circulatory flow
the essences of life
flattened like a cardboard box
squatting
cardiac precursors.
Do you know that the heart is an *****
who determines us?
- Let go of your heart now!
Let go of lavender!
They already go to the slopes
expert of earthly death.
Everything is ahead of my time.
Even myself.
Let's go into the shade of a tree
The highest in the world!
We will last the floor longer
his needle shield.
Until we darken like bark
ripe bananas
Under the Herculean arrow of passing
Let's go under the sequoias.
Do you know that the tree remembers every touch?
Every scent of humanity absorbs
into its rough surface pores.
The warmth of his roots
it will soak up our rustling peels
skin
with lavender scent
that of the continental
Let's go under the sequoias.
Let's become the keeper of the sky
his last lines.
In my name and yours
let's be redwoods!

You are getting older.
You'll go and be forgotten.
Love life more.
-He crawls, walks and runs.