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
