translated by the poet  

I would like to live forever

I could you say

you know I could not,

there is nothing I could

It must be the lack of colours             and all my shortages

                                                       packed with their own shortages

in some abandoned beach

from white to black

with some moments in grey

and blue

So i live and the same time I die         i see the night              bright

                                                        and the light

                                                        dark

                                                        darkness

          But what can I do         those things                 I can do

                                                        T h a t

                                                        is what I should do

so i name my body                  some sort of name                   contemporary

iname my desire                      something endlessly mortal    

έ        

this is how I spin around

                                                a

                                               body

            in decay          

.

i write in only one kind of language 

that which i am and in which i exist

i write what I breath in electricity  

Under a tree in cool efficiency 

Einai (Is), FRMK editions, Athens, 2015