The sense of time is increasingly lost.
A few weeks and it feels like years have passed...
When the drill reaches the bone marrow
the cells go crazy and don't recognize seconds
expand into the universe, where thoughts
They burst mercilessly into the rocks of the flesh.
Electric shock sensations
discover new paths
unregistered in the crumpled lists that rest boredly
on dusty shelves.
Where are you standing and where are you going?
Unknown.
Mooring in a safe cove
until the horizon clears.
And if the ocean turns out to be a shallow pond,
then what will be left of the fluttering?
A few feathers scattered in the road puddle
and a faded gaze gazing at the sea of Kythera.
"Strategic point" you think it will be
Three seas and three civilizations met there.
photo ASPCT, https://pixabay.com
