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.
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.
Built. Need. Love. Collapses. Puffed egos. Looking for fake heavens. They gather losses. Innocent. Guilty. Victims. They testify to the same scene.
The earth moves. With no mercy. You know one of her edges. She does not move. Without summers. Stopped in one autumn.
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.
You fill the page with words You keep your distance In one resignation
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.
Lurking. Every sunset. Hunting. The seasons. Mixed up in the blue. Democracy of the nature. Insane colors demand their laws. Reclined darkness. You ask for truce. She ignores the ones that are alive. Mercilessly circle the time. Grinds lives. Remorseless. We sink. We lose the happiness. Willing believers. In the lie. Trimming in the futile.
Steps back. Dressed. Buried dictate. Words insignificant. Thrown left-right. Together with the shouting of the moment. Plowed fields. From professional observers. They sell the applause. Wretched. The under and the over.
There are silences. Among us. Tyrannical. Hegemonic unreachable. Stripes. Bathed in the light. When beaming over her face. You get lost in the darkness away from her. Blessed on deck of love. Happiness and sadness play hide and seek in your world. Without any of them winning.
