- Vol. 04
- Chapter 10
Image by Kassiël Gerrits
”Parallel death”Static feet not understand the outside,
between revolutions of traces black and white.
A parallel death in the horizontal roads
Have feelings in massacred polygons.
I will go unnecessarily,
hanging me in the abyss of light.
Should to find the doors, but labyrinths are impregnated,
dragging in the sweat your vertical distress without horizons.
The drafts draw one heart in the darkness, dropped in escape.
And the complexity of shades, the window meet the clarity
with all the bleak disorder of the spectres.