Cemetery of Dreams
There is a route scheduled by
an unknown desire
to walk
on the stretched rope of existence
I must define chaos in space-time,
establish the cosmic entropy and
the light of love sunken in the shadow
of my inexistent before
something is missing before I’m ready
a crusader of nothing
I investigate the eons and
the fleshless that lurks in matter
the tide of life under the soil
the migrating swallow
in the eyes of the sad woman
they don’t all know how to transform their heart
into a sunny day among the icebergs
what do I do here in the room of delusions
in this cemetery of dreams
part of myself already belongs
to infinity
my soul slowly discards the body
it has been some time since
I started to forget and to be forgotten
Manolis Aligizakis 