I’m still throwing away my dreams
like hours spiraling inward
in a Thursday with no identity
and an undecided name
falling towards the day before
lost somewhere inside
between my smiles
and pieces of my words.

I’m still watching
The Heavens and the Earth
looking for a stranger
and finding words instead
like orphans left behind
trapped between
a shadow of a cloud
and a breath of wind.

You killed them just today
when I was giving up
all my dreams
trembling at every step
in a torment, ready to break down
like a pagan symphony
of memories of you.

I feel like
there is no more Heavens or Earth
but only Time
endlessly wandering the streets
talking to the inner demons
Never dead, never alive.

tic-tic-tic
tic-tic-tic
tic-tic-tic

It’s Thursday and it’s sunny of course
it’s just the Time that got out of tune
we are no longer breathing together
but just one and one alone
in the same April sunset
same uneasy laugh.

This Spring is lying
the air does not smell of sun,
young willow or petals
spread and forgotten
just like empty lines
from a broken story.

I find myself thinking of you
and I cannot speak
because of all the silence
that sets within,
even in itself, even with you
never with us, together
never in me

tic-tic-tac
tic-tic

tac