Our Very Won Riddles….We Know The Answers, But We Never Tell.

i hide from
you,
both my hands
in fists
keeping some
sharp stones.

my eyes look
to another
direction my
feet not
synchronized
with yours
in this criminal
tango.

i hide from you
and yet i live
with you
in one house
where we are
hermit
crabs

the shores are
endless
but we are here
without any
choice.

ahh, the sunless
sea
the moonless
skies.

ahh, we are
drunk with our
loneliness
sober with our
white lies.