Vision of the labyrinth pt 1

The wind and the thunder wasted my stare.

On through the labyrinth of the dumb tapirs, 700.000 years ago I found you
and it was in Hell: yes that was the Hells.

Then a sublunar ray lit my dementia
it did hit my eye like a drop of steel
and I was you; and you were those implaccable blizzards from Antarctica; and an icy tear for my lostness. [sic]

Did you know that the rain erases the evil? And washes all the wounds of the Minotaur.


700.000 years ago, under the shade of those Pyramids of the man, maybe
or maybe not, I hope.

And those waters carried in themselves, that heavy river of oblivion.


And I was the wound and the arrow in your eyes, still flying...





















...towards a new beginning

maybe.]
















But where..?