I met you a long time ago

It was already so, from the first day

The space swivelled accelerating

The enormous masses were born in an instant

The gaping sun, the shadowy friends lavished

How many years now?

Since then I have shortened my days

I have dispersed the time of the origin

The elongated shadows occupied my night

I still let the mists graze the future with my back turned

What I have read heard seen merge, move away a little more

I was indifferent to catastrophes, I smiled at nothing

I drew portraits of the smell of corridors without a door

You did tear off my second skin under a transparent hood

To see the multitude faces of me

Asking:

Be the holder of wings