In Mitra Medusa Inri

I Could Loose MySlef In The Color

In Mitra Medusa Inri


I could loose myself in the color 
The deepness says nothing 
Your view turns aside Into another direction 
Your thoughts separate from you 
From the look 
Something red in the eyes 
Like a chain around your wrist 
A string around your neck 
Holding close 
With the eyes