Exotic Permission

red space,
more than a thousand birds fly,
behind me, a high stoney wall,
an old tree, never let me talk.
darkness is over,
red space is here,
with the golden face of sun.
an absent man,
and the wistful people.
most hated poems of love,
most loved speechs of emptiness.

and some words for the last chance of living :
too damn cool !