Day 1491, till they take me.
They left me
outside here
in the cold
for all these months
~
and I still did
and do
the only thing
that I can
~
holding the line
till they take me
Day 1440, together.
I see these links connected
but only together
Day 1360, left in an angle.
She sat restless
pushed herself
away
ever so slightly
while getting up
Day 1261, double mirror.
Two faces
just before
they disappear
look at you
telling you
nothing
Day 1218, deep seas.
As a traveler
I look
through
a black
and white window
slowly moving
over deep seas
Nochrisis
Day 1215, reaching.
The roots
lay bare
reaching
up.
~
Or down?
Nochrisis
Day 1200, sea.
The chain drags
dead weeds
from the bottom
in the sea
I go to
Nochrisis
Day 1198, opening.
Imperfect
whilst
opening up
as foreplay
for lovers
Nochrisis
Day 1187, still light.
Disconnected floating
away from our roots
down
still light
maybe we land
close
together
Nochrisis
Day 1104, believe.
When people started dividing,
in the cave we never left,
the few in front of us all
where only closer to the shapes
the shadows of what is not
for us all.
Nochrisis
Day 1059, grey-less.
The red stands for blood
that runs through our construct
the black, and white our views.
The red is what we spill
our construct wants to rule
we are, black and white.
Nochris
Day 973, your shadow.
An empty still life
once the bearer of your cloak
casting your shadow.
Day 954, grey.
At low tide, birds feed
and the air and light is grey
time stands still and goes.
Day 902, endless.
