
Mind Game. Physical camera of editing. Repetition. Rebuilding stage. Magical. Freezes time. Pry. A statue. An expression. A smile. You can fill your museum. An exhibit. An onlooker. A love.

Mind Game. Physical camera of editing. Repetition. Rebuilding stage. Magical. Freezes time. Pry. A statue. An expression. A smile. You can fill your museum. An exhibit. An onlooker. A love.
Prayers. They share breaths. Unearned fellow travelers. They share loneliness.
A glance. An glimpse of her own. Aiming. On you. A shine. Lost just when your eyes blinked. Nourishing your hours. You ask. To read the signs right.

To get into the line. Words. Gives the right. For the foreign to shove in. Feeling dizzy. Caravan. Without color. Destined to arrive. Marble silence. It frozen the first hours. Procedure/ process. New life. Dressed loss.
The silence wrapped up as a wish. It shares your oxygen. Soul. Breathes near you. She.


Nights. Cease of fire. Armistices look like waitings. You know. You fight. Winters. Springs. You find redemption in silence. Images are dancing on you. Riding. Intruders. Dressed in uniform. From your own army. Peace. Unknown word. Dead memory. Impregnable. Like the dream.
Invitation card of evil fills volunteers. You choose. To be the good one.

Built. Need. Love. Collapses. Puffed egos. Looking for fake heavens. They gather losses. Innocent. Guilty. Victims. They testify to the same scene.
Set stubbornness. Against the defeats. Unknown scenario. Looking for heroes.

Women. Far from the first youth, are shining in time. The beauty, a plain gem. Not looking for human make up.