strange feeling 
couldn't find a place in the body
maybe it needs a lost organ,
it may be atrophied.
under the longest dots
crushed under the shortest sentences
collapsed on itself
and the rotten smell of a grove with collapsed trees

as a notebook in which I scribble my memories
diary of a disheveled war
with its traces,
toes sinking into the deepest
has proven its existence.

March, 2023
by Demon Ego