Silence of silence

 Come voice. Leading us into the silence. You, so extraordinary. You arrive among my rubble. Summer, stream. From always like this. It's ten o'clock in his requiem. One afternoon one life. A hearing close to your neck. A silence of silence. Disturbing memories. They come to contradict the fixed present. To bad destiny. Its almost imperceptible suspicious preambles. Of the uncertain days. They protest the threatening heartbreak. At the birth of thought. In the heat of his silence. He is absent from himself. Like a void of cerebral flesh left behind by healing wounds. Absence without carnal pain. Unusual. Snow no man's land. Sleeping homeland. No invasive flag. In the only color of sleep. No phrases. No music or sounds. Like a picture hanging on a decrepit wall without a house.

Autobiographies. Write en miroir. Palimpseste sur painting. Mirror Sub-Irrealism. Random intratextuality.