the paintings smile
entrapped on the wall, crucified
the pride engulfs in our dreams and hopes
immortality is what we seek in all the white nights
we close our eyes
but we cannot shut up our mind
our illusions
parches in the crepuscules dawn
forsaken
in a long lost universe
where the birds can't endure to linger on
smelling in every corner
the blood of the elders
spoiled...