First unpublished poems poem
NOTEBOOK TRAVEL NOTES FOR
Fog
what density hidden your word
matter how you flood our doubts
algorithm reveals the majestic silence your cold
hiding in corners if your gift is
deception
fog the mind thinks with the heart
diastole of fog comes with a mist
systole to the horizon behind the mist stone
breathing space fog mist
bare feet only discover the hidden landscape on your nether
with slow uncertain movements
only clean hands caress the wet
sense that reorders
life is only skin that he reached the great wisdom
frost naked groping
to which the undulating reptile exhibits
desolate area
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