Loudspeaker vents
in skylights
flows
they are tripping
of the girl
the deafening silence
with a wet sob
on thirsty lips
which crystallize
alica kisses of amphiliki...
In a whisper of the wind
Afri Sigalini
in the current the geranium naked
a light bulb
magnadi of agapanthos
like an ocean tear
that festered in my eyes
drunkenness
from his scent...
Unraveled, the memories radiate as they swirl on the terraces of the soul, drowning the gentle light in the hallowed dust and litany of the pollen of the dead, countering a long-lasting glow that makes the colors shiver.
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