we no longer need words to feel
we no longer need words to feel,
only when the mind wants to build labyrinthine thoughts,
for who doesn't know this darkness that swallows eternally,
drowned in the recklessness of a time that flows like a blizzard?
my expression refuses its own broken words,
words fallen out of use, like old and burned leaves,
just as today experiences what was yesterday,
dismantling reason from the refusal of all silences.
and for an entire eternity, caught in the passing moment,
alone in my olympus where my god melts into the heavens,
I'm obsessed by the absence of a presence far too often,
I don't know if I have meaning or I'm just the echo of a thought.
like a conductor lost through the rooms of a closed closet,
clinging to the penultimate note that floats in violet air,
I haven't told anyone the truth that burns when it reveals itself:
I'm precocious in my madness of seeing colors in thoughts.
everyone's curiosity floats far from the question,
the complicated calculations of a single STEP through cosmos,
beyond your passing death, your eternal flight,
announcing to those who can feel understanding without words:
against our death, against life that flows smoothly,
there will never exist sufficient law to capture the dream,
for the nameless deed is the only true deed,
and silence speaks louder when words fade into smoke.
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