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They flow through my conscience

And they branch out in dark corners

Like dark shapes that walk without end

Step by step the colors change

There remains a field on the horizon

Shrouded in fog

Which rises and twists at obsessive rhythms

My eyes are now heavy and my body

It is too tired and disassembled mass

It is the smell of leaves and grass that

Do you fall asleep in the morning?

Or just the pleasure of the damp earth that pushes me to

Join her?

I miss what I’ve never been,

it just lives in my mind like ghosts

in the old rooms.

Perhaps it is in that space, between the remains and the soul

Where does my sadness reside

Sing for me one more time

And lead me to the safe darkness

Without being blinded by the light

Destroy the sun, annihilate the rays

Untie my cells and take me to the origin

This human form is meaningless

The damned will suck it up

And they will throw it to their lot

Dust on the faces and tears in the throat

The black columns are going up

And everything blows in a whirlwind

I miss what I’ve never been,

it just lives in my mind like ghosts

in the old rooms.