May Poetry rescue you
from your lack of astonishment...

The bendable hours expand,
spreading fast like ivy...

Let love rest
where your body...

Fill me my ears with wonders
because...

I cast my hook patiently
but life never lends itself...

Your violence crosses the room:
I wait for your hands as usual...

My body asks for patience
as the time steps on the accelerator...

A month ahead
to see buildings without windows...

God dances
upon your truth...

Nothing is here
but a dream inside my pocket pulses...

Play me
because i am silence...

She spends Winter
as an inactive pupa...