inevitable silence of dead leaves round thousand corners

like an empty calendar like an airport sea in the night are your distant, abstract eyes. another place, another night. full of daggers, liquid speed and suspended desires. dreams of cruelty, oblivion, sickness. black and yellow. german voices all around me. language-trench. milky gray. i swim the water of my blood. i feel your every moment. born on the different side of the moon we drink the same stardust. free, unbound. you can escape everything but this pure, true and simple liberty.

::: how can you ... when i am ... :::