The view, Is clear
Dissipated things
No fog, you’re there
In front of me

Your eyes, the grace,
The light upon your face
I couldn’t reach it
Projected without screen

A stroke, a kiss,
A word close to this
Strange feeling, the day
Nick Talbot escaped

My neck cleaned up
With new frets on it
A deep cold sound
Goose bump, hard sleeplessness

They have to go to meet the madman
Pulling the strings, spreads the shadow

Dark is the horizon
Dark is the horizon

The view was clear
Dissipated things
You were the light
When all collapsed,
And all collapsed


from The doubt and the revolution of reality, released March 1, 2017



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