All the wars of the world

I am the black childAt the bottom of your TVWho…

Those small thingsWhich in small dosesWeave life,HerebyThey deposited and failed…

Ingenuous reminiscenceConscious reminiscenceOf my blacknessTasty reminiscenceOdorous reminiscence Unexpected visitorYou come…

It is never that far awayThat you goWhen I chase…

Vertigo / A danse with emptyness And then, here is…

…Et beatus sum I hear the sea Under your arms…