“The Abyss”
I blocked the signals of death, throwing myself into the centre of bonfire
Therefore having no time…
Yet I stood like a tree in the abyss,
Staring at the overcast sky…
I know it’s been so long…
The cluster of time in my palm, they never past
Like a sharp rotten rock - counting my pale blue veins…
But you forgot.
Somewhere blazes sparked the bleeding night...
And raindrops trickling from the edge of petals
Kissing your cheek silently, decisively, like a round beak.
