Rumors spread into the night –
even though blind,
God was cutting
so breathtakingly
divine geometries
with his palms.
I was whispered not to look
it was so dangerous to see
the primordial coming undone.

Having been longing for
the right moment
to fall from myself
to jump over the highest frontier
of my matrix,
I let myself go
feet ahead.

Hey
you forgot
to tie around the red thread!
How will you now
find the right road to yourself
without your clew-made blood?
Didn’t you know
God has infrared eyes?