I could smell, through welling tears
the reek of sweat and clotted flesh...

to be by your side
for so much (and yet so little...

For a reason I can't explain,
I was always so afraid...

when
I was born into the world...

Every time you see
me...

I wonder if the world (along with our lives 
so insignificant within it...

The palette
of our speech...

I once
had a dream...

If a miracle has ever happened,
it’s the appearance of a rainbow...

Walking through the bridge of sleep,
memories whisper in my ear...

Sometimes, you tell me of your dreams:
Distant, yet vivid enough...

Dead, motionless – there she was:
the wingless dove...