Then you start again
new flirts invented
a bunch of uninvited friends
will come puking their blessed advice

dancers will stop raining noises as we speak
the gallantly blowing zephyr whisper in our ears
his wining melody of doom and redemption, tears
all over the floor and no one to wipe them off

then you start again but again with less fever
the temperature of stones is now perfect
for us to lie down and pretend we just don’t feel
pain anymore,
but only a paranoid cascade of pretty useless excuses

then you start again and again you feel the paving
slippery as a waxed floor of bohemian marble corridors
no escape for the living fear of being eternally afraid
we are all now going to disappear during this encounter