January 2023
22 December 2023
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backwards step
backwards step
into the garden
of should be sleep
alone
and defenceless
from a distance I view my beloved
…
vibrating in emptied landscape
my heart beats its own will
I do not own it
but for these few moments in which I own eternity I love no one
…
churning
distantly inside me
I am pursued by heaven
its flows as kilometres
of ink in my veins
my arteries blue