Savage absence of you,
I miss your assaults
what was actual in you,
I never knew.
Neither flesh,
nor spirit had helped me.
Somewhere there was a planet
I missed.
Or a miracle?
Ending of means
was the center of conflicts.
Time was running out...
Genetics tinkered matrix unmoving,
what implants will be needed
for dazzling the heavens?
The desert was crying...
Proud generation
charred by transcripts begins singing.
Falling leaves recollect the pain.
Possibility of pregnancy exiled,
the shivering doorway was closed.
