Dissolution of the Imago
The other chamber makes chamber music
The luminosity of nightfall
To fall a thousand times
To get through the maintenance of the day
How amusing is the muse
To grasp the last icewater on the shelf
That one is made of pineapple coconut
I heard you are allergic to pineapple
Fates accomplish fateful much
Dusk is your very jewellery
The habituated time
To get through the inhabited time
We roam, we roam we roam
Until we can longer hold still
By a miracle or a parable
To resolve with no resolute
May 2025
From Lucien
