Alyx Chérifa Taounza-Jeminet

If I had a star
Hung on the very first thread

Punctuation
                  Marking its slow desintegration

Line by line

A silence interrupted
Music for another time set

If I had the keys to play

I would shroud our words in cold shades

For now however the distance is holding the light
Chords of infinite mystery waiting to be struck

Blackscape no written sign

Stickers glowed in the dark on the ceiling above our bed. It wasn't meant to break open the sky but to be read like the story of another time. The whole world was bound within sight.
For in this moment we had time
And you could almost touch and join the fires growing in our minds

Like them we faded.
Time took the false light. Left again to a life without myths and snapped threads.
And a fucked up ceiling.