Let me hyperbolise
in the yellow catacombs
of memory
for no words can enclose
the infinity
you catalyse

Shell in a valley

The forest solves the abyss with puns of birth;
Dead shells cannot be saved among the flux.
We are a faulty answer of churned earth.

(c) Marcel Fernandes. All rights reserved.

The bottom half of an image of a flax frond.