boundaries and dreams
spraypaint on beams

writing for nothingness
shouting words into emptiness

madly flirting with life (breath)
calmly dancing with strife (death)

and when i close my eyes i can still see
my face
tears for david
who lives now
as a tree and an eagle
planted and released
loving family

tomorrow i will be one day older.

on the event of my birth
i could say quite a lot
but of a roman calendar
and it's recurring of days
and the coincidence of my birthday
at the end of "capricorn"
when i know of a lunar calendar
that sets my life on different timelines
what then can i say
on the event of becoming
one (solar) year older
except:

tomorrow i will be one day old.