Dear Siren, turn my Soul into an abyss
so that you can dive deeper and deeper. Every time deeper than before.
Abysmal night,
Fragment after fragment,
Infinity loves ever-expanding concepts of you.
Not-yet-emerged fragments of existence,
not-yet-resurrected poetry
Great creators dare to experience primordial self-translation
through their creation.
New inspiration,
Who are you?
You are an abysmal address.
re-emerging prima materia
It takes a daring mind
to become an ever-expanding Universe.
re-designed evolution
Look into the dark abysmal pupils of your eyes:
your Soul is an Infinity pilgrim.
Fallen Angel,