Words Like Atoms.

-*flowing spirits in the flowers

like day and night
and drops of rain
strange things around
the world
the dust
its been too long
it seems
in skeletons and skins
you put your ear
and listen heart
makes beats
without a drug
the other side unseen
and here too solid
forms like fear,
and flowing spirits
in dying flowers…

—-

I ve seen hungry faces, unsatisfied
failed,
ready to tear me apart
eat me and my red blood
on their shaking hands.
I ve seen dread in their eyes
and fear in mine
ready to run
from human kind.
I felt darkness
in between the steps i made
to survive the strikes
lighter,
and my shadow gliding
to another space.

days

I’ll smoke another cigarette and go to sleep
I know it will be boring.
It would be nice to smoke another cigarette with you.
But you are far.
And waves will carry us away
And even if we stop
the wind will blow our hair
and even if we stay emotionless
the days will break into the nights
and in these nights we’ll smoke another cigarettes
and talk and talk
about each other.

In Between.

I am in love with two.
Two flowers.
One that grows at the seas
Another in the forests.

I push myself, now to the sides.

And highway to the west is calling
And highway back I’ll drive.

Cause I’m in love with two.
Two flowers.

A Meeting.

It is the moment
of waiting
as if something
has to explode,
I arrange my bag
for a departure
a distant flight,
a meeting,

Life declares itself unknown
as if yesterday I haven’t learned
the same
repeated,

where would I go?
who would I meet?

to make me settle.

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waves

Start
From white,
from blank feel.
Everyone around in smoke,
And sailors power-boats make noise,
make waves.
Across the shores
Across the days.
Across.
The bottom
Where the secret down the ocean soul
Lies.
What is life
Absolution.
The humming of the universe
Within.
The heart
beating
impatiently
To progress.