Have dreams died?
Has the radical died?
in the hollow sky
the hollow day
Love becomes
failed lust
Ascend to the inner slope
and see
Lack of dominating rhetoric
I confront
I speak
do I hear?
The wind-
The heart-
It flickers towards
the green travellers
-PLight-
The dreams flee like innosence
of a hundred follies
sweet screams
-Radical mindset become sirens-
The sirens are silenced
so is the radical words
of this last radical myth
a once destiny
now
a fact of decline
of a dead people
to me.