MY EDIFICE of blood and flesh
has become weak
may my skin become weapons
to shoot the shadows of time
i could hide underneath
an ancient bridge ~~
but the motorcars carry pets
from the past and i eat fish
flickering movement like eyes
thickening as hallow hearts
bleaching spasms along the way
only once i burst between
your tighs and then you died
overdose upon fertile soil
of a shameless body
A mere memory inside the skin
of a cold universe
double-winged dreams tears away
my tongue — thirst, my clothes
all illusions so shall i sleep.
:: 04.03.2022 ::