snorii breeze.
but as I am certain death will come 
carried by a force 
which leaves crying 
just trying to get back
onto the air





bluer than astronomy
I will stay awake .




it is our priviledge alone
to disappear at least once



Master +
I hear a sound like
bells ringing buried under the earth 
giving words to my ballad 







climbing the arc with
a bloody baggage of creatures 
with ravished ears and breathless throats



there is no sky.
salted rain falls
like tears with no eyes .




morning shakes
and fears hold your tongue
infested with knots


exhaling mauve
memory and hunger 
lights under my fingers
tipped in blur 




 I enclose myself   
 inside the end of the world
 


bluer than astronomy 
and silk scarves










eviscerate and erase
and I return to sleep .