here comes the wintery rain of sentences destined to decay before even born into the grey air

the first ice crystals forming in your body, anything will bring you out of balance now

the words lean against your quiet existence
all white surfaces and time slipping from between your smoky fingertips
shuffling from one spot of sunlight to another, ice cold hands and sideways glances

i dream of being alive again


***

break glass so the shards would fly through the air and sing in the wind
love your memories until they turn into white wool and dry branches
love your memories until they wear out, sick and tired of you
love your memories until you learn how to twist them and turn them and make them go away
because after all
you were the one who saved me
you are the one who took my walls down and you..
you will be the one to put them back where you found them
brick after brick
kiss after kiss
you will release me


/a bit older, november or so. you big silly..