My friend Lilli said me to meditate about Voyager. I did it.
Mystery sucks in me here and my
everlasting night casts off each hope
In this absolute and frozen darkness
without life or engines
I run, run
meaningless, cut off from
all the world
So are you now.
You look at the dust,
yet the light fills you but
you run
blind
February, 24h 2023
The skin of the angels 