Micro dimensional structure

Layers of time

Bringing waves of silence

Travelling spaces of nothing

Where we stand still against the walls of denial

Waiting

Moving slowly at times

Through slits of hope

Wishing tomorrows

In corridors of shut doors

Compact darkness and fluid light

In a vortex of words

In a tunnel of swords

Pointing at shadows of us

Dividing tissues

Cutting whispers

While we scream taciturn forevers

In a bubble of breaths and wishes

Crashed by doubts

And moon tides grow Our sea

Of impossibilities

Drowning fast in the abyss of never

Where every(no)thing roots invade our soil