maria-pia     landea

I can't control the length of the days

from the affection between pipes and roots

before you ask, the oracle is believing

<sub>who am i to talk about love

where there is light there is still darkness

copies do not exist because they are condemned by ambition

what was there that is not

incomplete records of a shallow sleep, where I wallowed with extrange ghosts in the waves

particles of melancholy</sub>