On a foggy midnigth.

The day to fear
   of Devil
has come,
after all this years
that i´ve been
selling
            a soul
that didn´t belong to me,
until she left it back
      upon my door
on a foggy
 midnight
       without knocking
at all.

todo tiende a cero.

Zero sum in the nineth circle.

Broken nexus
between
significance and significant.

Days falling off
like dead skin.

Day after
antipodal
of sense.

Kind
mask
of friendship.

Couple bar talks.
Mute music.
Entropy
of betrayal.

Thanks speech.

Well, light,
and  hope
and faith,
they never did
the dirty work.

Seaside heart trick.

Now, I love you,
now you don't.