
Do you know that we all read a book
where you know and believe the coming pages
beforehand
all the time
through all the changing endings

Do you know that we all read a book
where you know and believe the coming pages
beforehand
all the time
through all the changing endings

I saw my straight line dissolve
when the reflection left your eyes
bending slowly into the darkness behind
I took my eyes off
not out of shame
but so I could reach you
when you kept staring
in me

From day
today I swing
back and forth
myself and movement
hand in hand
the wind in our hair distracts
so pleasant
but still
we don’t know
from what

I wrote long ago
didn't catch letters falling
broke letters not words

I do feel the heat
but get my key to open
it's the not knowing

I tried to lift you
up as a whole but you fight
a drag the end

Modern horizons
al movement without moving
a note to standing

I am just looking
for patterns that rhyme for you
says the wordless me

I have walked there
not in time but reflecting
I feel their handshake

Walk where the surge breaks
let the storm be around you
your wet sunglasses

A conversation
seen in the form and its parts
a visual sound

I see all the lines
going straight for a long while
cornered illusion

I am collecting
fences out of their focus
and not for that long

The colors around
I bath in them for you to
till colder water

You only see me
to good on a light background
choices you don't make

The corner appears
I feel it touching the walls
but I don't see it