In[Frame]

I wander with the fervor of my feet
In places I've never been
New directions, dimensions, exhibitions
In (frame)
Only the auction place changes
At the mercy of the liar's breath
Of the burnt film

Evaluation, judgement, end
Forgery Of the original version
In the fluid symbiosis, between one to another
It's not known who will stand by when you stop being you
In their eyes

My carcass is perishable in the end
Immutable cycles of the changeable seasons
Which do not wait for anyone
What's left, anyway?

Look at me, look inside me, look beyond me
I'm bringing embers in a sudden crazy dream
I rise from a dying mind
Of hands that burn to extinguish me
I become dust

It is their incomprehension that leaves walking me alone
But they won’t incapacitate my steps
I proceed and decree, unapologetic
Emancipated from the auction
Of each season