Existential Touch

Climbing
A big mountain
Mysterious blue sky
An awful infinite...

I start climbing
I don’t and can’t see my own footprints
On the giddy white snow
Because I have already left them
Below me. Below my being
They may look like my epitaphs.

Hawks hover around me.
I’m about to hug zenith.

A sudden sound
The mountain explodes

I wake up from my dream

Now
It’s
Reality

Again-
A big mountain
Mysterious blue sky
An awful infinite...

I start climbing…

Of Hypercracy

Hypersimplicity
Of hypercomplex lifestyle
Hypernormalcy
Of hyper abnormal mind
Hyperplane
Of hyper zigzag world

Kills you
Kills me
Kills us


Let’s search our life

Friends
We are lost
In something which is supposed to be
Our enemy’s life