10 acessos
(Forgotten...
I can't see me now...
And I can't pretend
Anymore...)
This mouth less state I'm in
is a stare to flat fields
nothing else, but flat fields
and endless ends
I'm displacing all I've got
from you with flat fields
all my consciousness of you
is fading away
a cloudless sun above
defines my isolation
my eyes, a perfect sight
of endless measures
I'm taking part in you
like a noiseless wind
this hazy wish to be
somewhere else,
not here
somewhere else