Wires

 

Sometimes we can't figure out our feelings, and when we do the moment is gone, we keep it to ourselves, hide it, intuiting that it's not longer in us; eaten by the black hole of fate.

 The pieces have been changed by the universe. M.

Hush

Woods: Isolation branches, hidden shadows digging in silence, growing, moving away from myself, dingy smell his stamp.

I don't know when the mirror broke, but I started to see through it.

Lying on my bed, I close my eyes, it seems like i'm sleeping, open my eyes and the light is dim, close my eyes and open them again, i'm dreaming, but it's not a common dream, I have to run away,  I wish just disappear when I open it the eyes, still awake, this is still here, in silence. 

M.

Fancy boy

I met you in dead of night, we were trying to survive, I didn't have to look twice, you were there, as always, with the music on your side. 

You're a fancy boy, but you don't have anything of fancy, you're invisible like wind, freedom runs in your veins.

I was floating on insomnia in my spirits nights, my legs fell towards to you, on hollow. When I saw your eyes it was between on mine, you're on my skin, and I enter in yours through to the moonlight, in a natural way, like your unfinished heart. M.