In front of the portrait like so many times before

That’s why I shine for you

and breathe black at the same time

writing velvet songs over and over

you let yourself willingly be fooled

but not anymore

everything is backwards in my world

must create myself to be.




Loved ones never wither

Let me love for a while
a second that strikes for freedom, existence whispers
I fall down on a bed falling, asleep and saying
important willing we
I love, I love you like never before in this reverse
the room’s squares saw the dissolved walls of the forest
in fractals, nature entered
I am free you said and fell into sleep where we shared
a body, a thought, an honorable gesture
that the very existence shows
waking up in the dream, whispering proudly that the war is over at last
a flower is left
a thought got stuck on the wallpaper, shrugging away
throws away
fall for you, fall for the knowledge
that here, only here, am I now.



Wishful living

You stayed there
as a fleeting thought
a floating fog waiting to fall
the cautious pressure is insistently close
like a bud’s desire to burst
it was still in the present
a soul’s longing cramp to reach through the fog
like a second of a wave
that folds and begins to collapse
there’s nothing to describe
and yet a skin’s pores steam so close
as close as a distance can give
in a lingering question.


Girl on rails