The silent waves sleep in limpid grey,
each drop, describing a story of smaller
ones, each rings in the bloody head—
sleep can't come in the peaceful leaves,
but where do you go with the bell ring?
swim, switch, swim, switch under the twisting
water, first find out what's the time?
is it four, it is four more months?
all the living creatures living lies,
But who will shed light?
maybe the sun is dripping tears
in the rain light, a fair youth blushing
in roseberry lips, perhaps this is the start
of every beginning, where silver wasps
waits for their next fruit.
In the hills, you grope for vain,
life’s tides only shrink in bitter spring.
— 28th January, 2024.
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