it will take courage and appear to us as an ending

falling through so much life that the earth will be(yond) & lost inside

 

when everyone is already a song long untold

i shall float in gazing tears (where we fell i remember)

beware of our echoes that will never know anyone

nor will ever be known by the other

 

my echoes have dried up (asleep in this existence of ours)

swaying in still dark blue & i know its called dreams

while black rain drops are growing from warm to dense as if they were stars

 

i can see no more than my mind

my mind appears as an ending but within

my poem is upset

and the city is a strange land that has never wept (though i have my doubts)