colours

No more


Reflections are dissolving,
Colours are dripping of the skin.
No more dreams and paralysis,
No more darkness and shades.
A light air draft
Is pushing forward,
Step by step.
Walking towards the Sun,
Entering the glass door,
Not waiting for the next moment.
A quick jump that lasts eternity
Passed before I could notice.
Objects and concepts melt
Under the sunlight,
No way up
Or down;
No more hell
Or heaven;
The seconds have perished.
No more time.

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