For a while now I’ve been wearing these feelings the way a casket wears its mummy
full of oblivion and dusk .
The earth hangs heavier on the shoulders.
Bent over the edge i stare into the eyes of the corpse
( Who are you ? )
There’s nothing there but failed life, failed beliefs,
repressed feelings and beings mixed in one single entity :
the human.

There’s nothing here either.