Now my heart is burning in the back of my mind, fed by hot tears, by kerosene in words, I'm not fully able to hear.   You'll burn my throat, when you tell me how you feel, because the rain won't come for a year, if you're not here with me. And kerosene won't stop [...]


A sealed envelope

He sits down and looks out his window, drops hit the window frame as it starts to rain. He stares at the mountains and can't afford his thoughts. On one of the corners of the desk there is an envelope, it's sealed. He tries to open it but fails, he doesn't know who's the sender [...]