Fractures - Coprofago

..Bless them with consciousness, a distinction between the «I» and the rest,

a bi-dimensional path, the source of every border… a mirror that reflects

every image as its own boundary

Muted ways of release, presents of flowing

Insipidness turning the functions of meaning into

A clever insult

I, my own fracture, in spiral climbing towards a

Foundational negation of sense

Staring through static waters, engulfed by perfect

Reflections, portraits of compulsive fiction, lifeless reminders of our exile,

sweet omens of forced organic refund

…A one way quest is about to begin