waking up

with shattered glass in my eyes



 a frosted stomach

a piece of the heart darkened

a beautifully pierced shadow



and the night still lingering



laying in a gigant ocean-bed

of infinite fleshy pounding hearts

that will bloom

with time




air day

to hear Your sounds

and my lips will sing








air foot

then the other



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