in the dark room of my computer, I transform the skies, I count the stars, I imagine the moons, I intercept the horoscopes and I transform the signs of the zodiac.
You would join your hands to reach silence your favorite one, the thick, dense one, which only happens at night and goes out at dawn to reveal your buried emotions the superfluous words, and the regrets in the folds *first posted in February 2021, edited in February 20
listen to the rain
at night it will make the moon
fade away soon
slowing down the body and laying down your weapons
before falling asleep