fractures

from a window
to a horizon
whispers
fragile echoes
unfolding shadows
like knots on a string

threading
your voice like glass
your eyes glimmer
separate earth and sky
echoes
getting dimmer and dimmer

murmurs
revolutionary stories
tricks of sound
or mirrors
the future
the night

heat pursues 
me till I’m a hint
a horizon
thin as a wire
cracked glass
a relic

those echoes
are shadows
black crystals
whispering
yarns
forever stories

on the skyline
light resounding
connecting
a brilliant
rumour 
to a mirror

a line of dark echoes 
die like threads 
and fractures in glass