On The First Day Of Loss

|| Introduction

"We could stop here for now."



|| Somewhere Before*

Everything turned for a while.
In the middle of nowhere,
When my eyes where almost asleep,
Everything was so linear.
I had enough time to metabolize,
Enough time to realize.

The stairs descendent low,
The street, now in the heist,
Approached me with no warmth;
But after, it was nothing
But a little pain in the stomach.


|| Record Paper, Train & Marble**

Here, again, it pass.
Like a grain in the water, it pass.
Can't I feel anything?
It has been an instant, quick, delightful.
Then that sensation, old, immediate.
Few hours with the mind to others times.
And then the veil spreads on everything.
The window shouted again.
The shell clench upon me,
Sealing me.
Am I turning to the beginning?
Watching this end, I think yes.

* On The First Day Of Loss Pt1
** On The First Day Of Loss Pt2