we are dying my friend of loving 
one another    light & shadow     sun 
& stars 

we are guilty of rapture & faith 
even of beauty—   

new species of humans rise in the air    
my heart 

unfaithful child      stop the rivers stop

the vowels    
I could be again and like Medusa spit

fire around      
we don’t pray but if we do we randomly

 kill one another         

words can carry any weight     flowers
stick to red      — give me five cents to buy
half of the sky      

gloomy

as the gloomy eye          we are dying
from the winds to come from

 the moon      

from our love        did I measure the Earth
did I call you God           

Rolling Stones in the air        windows 
open        
Spring is coming

what makes us to see the branch
growing higher than the eye      some of us

already passed as the hour
went ahead          

 I can play Pierrot or Hamlet if I lose the 

rhythm I panic      

seconds minutes make no sense       
we are meant to be as such

let’s skip time & keep

the music