Wednesday, 15 July 2009

Degree Zero

Zero degree is boiling
Shaking hard the blank surface
Silence gives a screaming
Erasing the future's navel string
Virgin soil lost the germ
Gilding the desire's wind
Horizon unborn the twilight
Shading into an aimless goal
Compass missing the north
Drowning out the keel's glow
Joints ready for blooming
Rewriting unknown memory's bubbles
Snowfall stretching an infinite page
Rolling up the repainted nil

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