Falling into numb shadows, the arms of death,
Suddenly, gasping, I awaken; the dream disperses,
Into raging silence, to the perfect calm,
To senseless, shattering noumena.
There is no morning here, nothing but my own entropy,
So I close my mind, submerge my senses,
And the dream begins anew.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem