when

when in the evening


I got to dismantle the chest

riding the wind petals

protrude from the heart of the bat cave

drove it in the sky tree



when in the night


waves reverberating off

paddling on the lips of countless dreams

froth at the edge; sweat pooled

grains of white sand dancing the scent of painful


when at the dawn of time


remove the arrow from the bow liver nest

hope the rest of the glowing stars

the ancient

tired to reach the dew

widespread hunger longing scent space


when in the morning


I gave the rest of my body

the crow

grubs also earthworms

stanzas in the poem the soul charred gilt

penetrate the coal horizon petals

the rest only in vain