the time was in resounding drought

 time was in a resounding drought and tonight my eyes were disturbed they were those aerial roots coming out of its liquid light coiled around itself it would have shipwrecked a thousand times without you innumerable clocks regulated one with the other added their power as force left traces that the limits trespassed lurking labyrinthine signs await you in the flight from the testimony of the prey in corners of humid promises walls of soaked nights scream the radar takes off like membranous wings to blood and flight transparent to the hunger of the voracious night