One touched soul is burning

meanings above our acts.

We climb the skyscraper of nothingness

surfing against a megabytes wave of shadows.

Suddenly the sun arrives and kill us.

We have been killed every eternity at the same time.

They command and distribute every single

piece of being, we cry, we deserve tears

and ashes, every single tongue is not

a spoken language, nothingness filled

redly with insanity, ashamed force

stronger than the history’s flow.

Meaningless support every breath aside us

and when shout to the moon

because we are lovers of strangers pasts.

We could not forget what we can’t even live.