Try 5: Journey

We come
To meet our end

Blinded and mute,
We come without voice

Quietly daring
The ire

Of our final gods.

Try 4: Relapse

Steel shines
From your carapace,
Neutral grey,
Profound

Mirror-like,
Bringer of our light,
Our phantom,
Borrower of worlds

You, you are
The stream
Through which
We parade

Lost,
Between doors,
Finding out
Our need of you.

Try 3: SLEEP

Oh, there is no rest,
Not for me,
My head vibrates
To a pulse

Of blue streak,
The charming walkway.
The unerring path,
Stained white

I dream
Out of sleep,
Oblivious,
Floating by,

Submerging
In the nightless sea,
Cascading
Into you.

Try 2: Subspace

Accommodate
Your passengers
Let them sleep
While you drop

Into surface,
The liquid plains,
And the fall
Rises up

Give them peace
To dream
Of golden waves
And neon beats

Carry the young,
The naive,
Thrust them
Into yesterday

Try

Trust,
Fly,
Into space,
Jump

Navigate
Through
The end,
Enter

The void
Of black clouds
Run,
Go ahead

Fall into place,
Collapse
Your wings
We are gone.

Cancionero gastado.

Te canto

Con voz dormida,

A medias entre ira y somnolencia,

Para no quedarme callado,

Que no parezca yo

Un tipo que no te mira

Y los silbidos

Se me escapan

De puro chabon,

Te busco

Con estas letras

Que no tienen harmonia

Como si tus manos

Pudieran apretar

Los murmullos que no explico.