Colouring Nocturnal Lemons - Ataraxia

Flakes of lights

Flakes of voices

Wherever pirouetted

Like a primigenial chaos

Like a futurist site

Gushing rainbows

Gushing darkness

Evaporated we…

Ethereal we…

In the glass dome

Flakes of light

While clementines and lemons

Rest

In the sharp teeth

Of fire-clay fishes