091115 Why
You leave behind. An ego which is a prisoner. A partner confessor. Caressed by weakness. An accuser. Builds. An absence for a border. It prevents images. Words - colors are punished. An orphan why. Reaches the lips. Without luck.
021115 Loyal
Infinite director. He brings you close to me. He asks for recurrence. In one kiss. One time is not enough for him. The scene enlivens at night. Loyal. In the one script. It was life once.
261015 Love
Built. Need. Love. Collapses. Puffed egos. Looking for fake heavens. They gather losses. Innocent. Guilty. Victims. They testify to the same scene.
191015 FROSTED
The earth moves. With no mercy. You know one of her edges. She does not move. Without summers. Stopped in one autumn.
121015 Without sound
Your Monologues. Words. Without sound. Heavy though. You feel them. When they unfold the images. Fascination. In your own dimension. Displayed. Prefaces are missing . You don't ask for subtitles. You know every syllable. They are born in your breath. They fit everywhere. Companions. Waiting for you. To place them in a row. In your own book. Being indifferent themselves .They don't search for a reader.
280915 You stand up for
Because you have to. For ugliness. For stench. For black and white. For cacophonous. The limits are in-existent. You are unprotected. You lean on a thought. It governs through time freely. It becomes an answer. It erases the hows and whys. The should haves. It is the reason for life. Raindrops splash your horizon. They disco-lour colors. Hidden sun. The shadows are dancing in the clouds. Her words were discolored. Not faded.
