universe' memory

Hullabaloo is coming from the drums,
Whenever it is raining
and it's voice is disarticulate my heart
Methinks,
coming back from the burned jungles with the recollection of the tree's breathes, it is
ashes away take the and the wind
and the hour hands has sleeping in my planet
Methinks,
These artificial circles,
lightless lamps,
gloomy holes,
even,
gloomy holes,
are aware what the winter has arrived
the snow is descending now,
up to my neck around,
, up to my breathes
up to the snowman's numb hands …
oh,
how the universe' memory has paled

Pegah Rahnemoun