I thing I saw their faces

They stood behind the window

They stared deep at my dark room

The faces become clearer



I open and closed my mouth

Helpless I more my hands

But my voice in isn't mine

My movement isn't mine

Peace miniature

Huge war



Spare time

Sunrise to sunset

So spare time like a huge black hole

The silence in the universe

There are know faces and nights



Slowly and wordless

They absorb the rest of my defeat

Ash has bitter flavour when life

Without saveword



The nights call me to them

The nights give me knife

The nights rip my hands



All the nights are secret friends



Like a moonmessenger

Like a hungry locust

Empty coffin, empty ghoust