PALPABLE CONSCIOUSNESS

Unbelievable,
surprise with fingers
gambling with a game
of dodgeball hesitantly,
half shy babusagging
With Joconda's hair. 
Into Wonderland
fell a round us
a wounded
sunset bleeding lips,

crimson-grated disc-cracking:
atomic explosions before
dominant fatal moments
were, now all
one by one
to ashes degraded to ashes, in a haze
faded into the mist!
Restless
our fingers each other
pulse of our pulse
throbbing our skin
under our skin:

devoured us
a diligent
blood-oxygen particles
dancing molecules!
How, that
it could have happened,
that rocked
in them a
the immortal, everything
translucent application:
"Very
I would love you,
if
my support my happiness my sorrow
in my doubts!"
-

Cold,
vomiting our doubt
minute by minute something
is blocked, suffocates it:
Perhaps
ourselves even
with fear, well-found
plans we think
a unrealised
hopes, possibilities:
A dare,
perseverance, toughness,

will you may
- not
for us found
invented for us!

From
Ode to Joy our hearts
rhythmic in the keys of
hardly is heard,
at most, only
if ourselves
also solid
with faith we confess

we confess, that
we need we need
a forgiveness
-
as a
redeemability many
of many possible
tools more
we expect. rock-crushing
are being monitored silent
fragment from our hearts,
while a
conscious vulnerability

as illegitimate considered
self-pity selfishness
we will sooner or later turn in silently!

 In the cross section of mortal time 
fragile, vulnerable finitude
- tangible state of consciousness
- yet fragile
even fragile existence!