Saturday, 30 April 2016

The moonchild swims between both worlds and never stop crying.
The madman travels between both worlds and never stop laughing.


"You were on which tower?"
"Does it matter?"
"Probably not."
"Did you jump?"
"No...the tower collapsed so technically I fell..."
Between the two pillars, the middle path awaits. 

Thursday, 28 April 2016

Feeling cold under the sun? Winter has taken your heart as his lover. 
When all is revealed, put back the veil so the seekers will be pleased.
The gate opens and my demons dancing around me, unwilling to go back to sleep.
Words are my only company and even then they are not real.