...
vanish in the autumn's mist
thick evening's air
so tear clear
fear
is what comes after
comes after me
goes after
or ahead
grows inside
or above
I tear
the gallons
and the seas
that do not belong to me
I borrow them
never return
home either
or do I not know time
yet

...when the fox disappeared into the dark and left us two alone you said that we should try be honest with our own feelings.
I said nothing.
the clouds above the river looked like the ones by Dali.

purple
green
blue
yellow

very slim and very long.
I watched the clouds and said nothing.
white soft mist floated above the dark waters slowly swaying. birds sang mesmerizing lullabies right above us. the air was thick. just before the
r
a
i
n


I wanted to ask you whether your body was still connected to your mind. mine wasn't.


that single motionless moment I didn't want to be a bird anymore.


but you still waited for me to say something.