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.