On the first day
I set the scene in a magazine
and now I hurt someone.
In the next scene
I cracked the code of the episode
and now I’m having fun.
In a house in the mountains
there’s a way to fall asleep
and I know when I’ll find there
I will let… this… go.
I can still feel my hope twitch
crashed by the force of chromosomes.
It’s a trail map to a bear trap
separating poor torn camouflage.
Under house
underwater
lay a wing-clipped history
and I know when I’ll find there
I will let… this… go.
[OSI, Go, 2006]
Tag: eus voci, infralogie