God of Yesterday

what is your name today, my God of Yesterday?
then a word, now countless letters,
spreading wide by any moment
of not seeing you

i still recall the time
when you were your name;
forwards and backwards was you
backwards and forwards was I
forwards were you. backwards was I

now there is no way to read backwards
a word that does not end...

Full Howling

In the night of nights
without love,
the moon shines full
of the howling
of a lone wolf..

Knock Keeping

When I used to know you
I could sleep to the whisper
of the open flowers.

Only the beauty of your tears
reminds me of those times
today..

And for the lids of wet eyes,
the chains of that sleep,
my death keeps knocking at an open heart..

Chrysanthemum

Today I could hear
the hidden Anthem of Chris
in a Chrysanthemum

Tear Swallowing

You made my eye
shed tears;
And you are sentenced now
to make my eye
swallow those tears back..

Eyelids I

Am I the one
who lives
under your closed eyelids
when we kiss?

White Dye

I am a gray wolf
born in a white season.

this wind howling
my mother's name

will die me white..

Ticking...

the clock is ticking
its countdown to nothingness...

what's the time now?

always few moments past
our last words...

Teleidoscope

Remembering a kiss
of a thousand kisses
your turning tongue bores
my inner eye deep into my head

this is me
by me
by teleidoscope

Sea of Sand

Walking under the same sun
that covered the body I love
somewhere, sometime,
you were and you are.

I know the place
and my feet
step into the same sand,
into the same water

I have cried
for the many secrets
that have died
between us.

For all the mornings with you
the lips of silence are sealed
over the loss of one word

never in the same sand,
never into the same water;
never did i know you,
never did you know me..

Am I again the one
who never knew you?..
Once touching your skin,
drinking soft blindness?

I'm bleeding into the night
that cut through the shroud
of a dead god.

At the end of the world
one ghost awaits for my passing;
the forever you
without you..

Framed

You are the stone
that, in that picture,
framed my death.
How sharp were you thrown
into my heart!