The Calling

 just lurking in my woods

watching without understanding

when did this chair became a seat on the rollercoaster?

the spotlight only sees the words of my shore

my mind goes crazy: what is indeed happening?

in this time still, will I taste the goods?

let be know the words written

and also the ones sung by the wild woman 

hear the calling

sense every thing

savour, salivate and hypnotize in the dim