We feel it running up our spines,
It shivers, shingles, Soothe and sails
Drifting and isolated in our own timeline.

Keep it hidden, and it remains unadulterated,
From their senses.
Keep it under the sheets of our secrets.
Hidden yet shown,
So they won't know
We have created the universe of our own.

And if ever the time shifted,
and all reduced to dust,
Dimensions we are apart,
We will still own that space and time,
When I was yours, and you were mine.

An Ant Bit me...
I Bit it back...
to death.

Inflation is temporary.
But you're home now...
I find it rather unfair...
A Question before you go.

Do you dream?
when you spend a lifetime awake.
enslaving yourself for a Queen that knows no one.
But you serve her nevertheless.
Death, for you my friend, must be a beautiful rest.

Maybe you envy me.
A bite to make it seem fair.
A Dreamer killing a dreamless.
Vengeance seems unjust.

A weight to equal us all,
A sight between two walls of evergreen that no one dared to go over.

We are the victims of the crime we commit,
We are the criminals created by temptations where we submit.
a sight to see, a sense to seek.
a sign we see coming,but never admit.

The first who lets it go is the one to be blamed,
this is but a game of seekers and settlers.
are you the one contended or the one contained?

What is logic when your heart reasons with your head?
When blood shuts down your synapses,
What Imbalance that causes this poetic trance?
When non-sense becomes sense and your'e left drunken writing.

In the corridors of your absence, lies the exit for exaggeration,
When words are powerless enough to submit into manipulation.
Figures seducing the purest assumptions.

Loving you just to keep me sane.
Seeing you to keep me real.
A conversation with you to keep me human.

Small achievements.
and roasted grains.
Money, to keep my happiness sustained.

Thirty,
If get pass trough it
assume that I've changed.

Tales of doubt and suspicion,
of my helpless sleepy imagination,
endless apologies and
unforgiven nights.

Three years,
Three folds.
left dying with a thorn in my throat.

What is the answer to this equation?

I don't know, I don't know yet.

Think!

Let me know, please let me know.

Are you not thinking?

I am please wait.

Here is the answer. Isn't it obvious?
Again.

Think

As I stare to that paper for hours.