It Snows Feathers when you Gaze at the Past by Alexandre Ferrere (Lucent Dreaming Issue 3)

I don’t recognize the city, its stony antennae.
Chance is trapped in dazzling streets,
among blinding windows bursting
in colourful visions preventing us from sighing at the stars at night.
There we lay, stunned in a black room
overlapping with bright smiles.
(past) & there’s beauty, barely hidden,
like in the curved landscape, by
a last train’s last window.
Somewhere, the yellow light falls
on the countryside & slowly
eats the grass in a toothless shadow.
Nature burns every tomorrow,
just like that, indifferent,
reaching eventually a time
these words won’t. thoughts
(Present) will melt in the air, pierced by the yellow light
falling still on the countryside.
& now I see you by the humid
half-open bathroom door drooling, sweeping your feet like a ballerina,
wandering in the haze of Don Giovani
& feel jealous & feel lucky.
I have to go;
my broken is heart,
où qu’il (fût

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