Thursday, November 27, 2025

Before the explosion: Silence


 it's darker than I had ever imagined - my eyes touch the invisible purple blood of time

it's quieter than I had ever imagined - my ears touch the inner skin of estrangement

the silence is perspiring everywhere: the hands flow like absurd waves of ignorance

the night starts moving: this is the Night of Silence before the Explosion

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