abstract

is not so abstract
when you hear the heart
because stuck between timeline
plast of dust
cast magic words - pyroblast phrases
aesthetic glance of shadows
Will connect the moon's phases
shard of light
that crush my mind

a flow from the depths gave me Hope
when she died
and revitalizing wave gives me life

nymphs are fly. near vibe
shake the places of the soul
draft like a blizzard
from a wings of liberty
underground layer will fall

what then

look into the rays of the morning sunrise
that have a thouthand faces and ways
larger than space
and less than nothing

take a new paper and start again
and again started