Ripped off, traces under the blood Paper cut, pencils drawing a disorganized metaphor of life Nail bites, tension, drums, a palace for the anxious types Trains off the railways, crickets going as loud as they can Summer rain with floods leaving craters in soft lands Doors and chains, vintage smells, and museum stairways The unconscious […]

I wander on rivers like on lost dreams In a boat full of mist, with no precise truth or goals to reach And at times I get stuck, I can’t cleave through ice with oars of solitude and salt I wander on rivers like on collapsing dreams I feel nothing but the spin, the infinite […]