Extreme Dizziness And Nausea

Now

HOOD

My words float in a vacuum

a bell glass

at night.

DROP OF WINE

A drop of wine

wheel on your corner.

suspends time

for custody,

that bright tear

ink

stay in my memory,

while my lips

the wipe

in yours.

COURSE

The river runs its course.

permit does not expect the earth

to tour,

undermine,

expand on it.

Soil lives of its waters

but wants to be desert.

Not a complaint is heard

to the thunder of the stream.

FLAGS

Your hair, soft

flags

Wind noon,

touch my face.

They transform the homeland

of your being,

territory of your country

wonders.

face lit

Your face hidden by distant clouds

voids distressing

with lightning flashes

a fleeting memory.

The Shining

clear the dense

atmosphere of doubt and guilt.

shadow fades

the electric wire

on

by Eros.

FRONT OF BLADE AFTER

Glides on sheet

creamy writing instrument. More

are your hidden feelings

which expand on the colorful surface of the paper.

your fear is faced,

already in flight.

your power is transformed into action.

Prophet of an ancient philosopher. You contemplate

now how all

opportunities arise in your words

and are happy

for another moment

similar to our meeting.

HAIKU 7

Another silence

It slips from my fingers

Fill the night