A blind end. No pain.
The path leaves, washing the
inside and outside. My carafe breaks.

Where will the water go?
Can we create a silence of nothingness?
The materials scream in a loud voice.

The abnormal looks beautiful.
I search for the answers in the dark.
My thoughts shout, My art was stolen.

Standing in black water,
will you help yourself to think about
implosion in humanity?

This is a period of calm.
Homeless thoughts were very agitated.
A cyclone without an eye.

Nobody gives you a
safe anchor for future landfall
from a cooling sun in daylight.

I have read you. Your
panic. Wildfire of bleak, deciduous
fall. Genocide. When will be your last step?

Who was the ascendant?
Who hypnotized the fallen sun in the sea?
Pagans were increasing in ambit?

It was the wrong way, full
of snakes. Do you love the skin of the
king cobra? Coins were running after the people.

You talk of black light,
I am not sure of which sun
you refuse to touch.

In moonlight your
behaviour changes. The space
enlarges for wings.

The flight stalks the love.
Shy of becoming a fossil the blood
footprints will speak.

Not a single word
counts, when disintegration starts.
The catastrophe of cadavers will stop.

I want to move away now.
The tattoo on the arms is not
able to get the mercy of a Satan.

You can ****** the moon
Bee hives, shut the doors and
Helianthus will open the big eyes.

Are we at the edge
of disappearing? Pink pain. No
voice still. I sell my soul to god.

The crisp toes, write
my name on the beach. I am not
going to sit on the flames.

The escape from the
prisms. No more love will proceed.
I will become a stranger to myself.

Age was selling the
home. O god unravel my pains.
A limited hand drops the curtsey.

Carrying the bier of
past, keep the fear at bay. Lifelong
the love will ask the death to wait.

Why do you go for sale?
The richness of truth was not sufficient?
The uncertainty will teach you one day.