House

House built on the rocks
Across the sea
There I dreamed
To look through the window
The waves breaking
My loneliness

Daemon

One daemon now
Rules over my mind
He treats me
Philanthropic feelings
Why doesnʼt he let me
Live my horror

Horizon Derailed on dvd

Horizon depressed
Dipped in ocher
The azure
And then
The purple
On the verges of the night
I salute the loss
Of my day
I lean in my yard
I count the hours
That today
All day
I was staring the sun

There is the time

Hours
the mind is not enough
the soul is forgotten
into slip

Days
lost in the well-known
inclined and indolent
into repetition

Years
our silence hides
our voice falls silent
into indignation

Centuries
the mind raises
the soul rules
its rights